Applebee's Blues
I want to read Karl Marx books at the local applebees, and then I want to burn it down!
And whether or not the local football team loses, we will start a riot in this town
We are going hand in hand with the 12 man, INTO THE STREETS!
And we will radicalize the fans, and pit them against the police
We will burn applebees to the ground
If no one hears our riot will our riot make a sound?
We will be like ninjas, we will be so stealthy that we do not risk arrest
The symbols on my back read "Kropotkin one-six-one, my jersey is a sweater vest
I want to build public parks, enable free shelter for all, and then burn the local applebees to the ground!
Whether or not the next revolution happens soon, we will continue to organize this town
We will go hand in hand with the grand industrial band, into the streets!
The continuation of business as usual is not equivalent to peace
Noam Chomsky taught me to talk to the masses
We are waging a war against the relations that give birth to classes
Someone should goto the local sports bar and strike up a conversation about politics and religion
If you do not want to change the minds of people
That you have not met yet then you might as well give up on every political mission
And whether or not the local football team loses, we will start a riot in this town
We are going hand in hand with the 12 man, INTO THE STREETS!
And we will radicalize the fans, and pit them against the police
We will burn applebees to the ground
If no one hears our riot will our riot make a sound?
We will be like ninjas, we will be so stealthy that we do not risk arrest
The symbols on my back read "Kropotkin one-six-one, my jersey is a sweater vest
I want to build public parks, enable free shelter for all, and then burn the local applebees to the ground!
Whether or not the next revolution happens soon, we will continue to organize this town
We will go hand in hand with the grand industrial band, into the streets!
The continuation of business as usual is not equivalent to peace
Noam Chomsky taught me to talk to the masses
We are waging a war against the relations that give birth to classes
Someone should goto the local sports bar and strike up a conversation about politics and religion
If you do not want to change the minds of people
That you have not met yet then you might as well give up on every political mission
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Writer(s): Comrade Space
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