Notes

Jump when they tell us that they wanna see jumpin’
Fuck that, I wanna see some fists pumpin’
Risk somethin’, take back what’s yours
Say somethin’ that you know they might attack you for
‘Cause I’m sick of bein’ treated like I had before
Like it’s stupid standin’ for what I’m standin’ for
Like this war’s really just a different brand of war
Like it doesn’t cater to rich and abandon poor
Like they understand you, in the back of their jet
When you can’t put gas in your tank
These fuckers are laughin’ their way to the bank, and cashin’ their check
Askin’ you to have compassion and have some respect
For a leader so nervous in an obvious way
Stutterin’ and mumblin’ for nightly news to replay
And the rest of the world watchin’ at the end of the day
In the livin’ room, laughin’ like, “What did he say?”