alarm clock manifesto – a modest call to arms

better wake up

because hells on the way

the silent killer snuffing

the truth while you play

better wake up

they're stealing your rights

they’ll be busting down doors

taking freedom at night

and the blood in the streets

and where the poor could once meet

to demand something more

will be burned in defeat

you have a choice here,

this is the spot

where we all grab a weapon

and we keep what we’ve got

the right to gather

and march in the streets

there is no greater power than

the power to meet

there is no greater force than the

masses on feet

marching and yelling

to call for our needs

but it’s not long from now

they will have us all bound

and locked behind doors

with a label in our mouth

we all wear the tee-shirts

like brainwashed robots

lining up for our bread

lining up for our thoughts

they’re coming for your children

what happens to them

they use the fear for their safety

so you hand it to them

the things we once had

the right to enjoy life

the right to bear arms

to protect all these rights

the right just to gather

the right to drive cars

the right to get laid

or be nude ‘neath the stars

you can’t make love in public

but now that means your back yard

the right to bear arms

might sound violent and seedy

but what if we have none

and the big guys get (more) greedy

they are taking our choice

to even choose medication

they will automate the cures

based on a small list of symptoms

that will be a dead line

and a pill will pop out

and the robot will scream,

‘put this shit in your mouth’

and if you refuse

they will throw you in jail

and your friends will have no money

to come post your bail

and your money is paying

for them to make your choice for you

they are beating you with your own stick

‘til you’re subdued

better wake up

cause they lull you to sleep

they’ve made all of these electronic

lullabyes cheap

‘we can’t have revolution,

they might take my phone dear,

they might take the blinking lights

I’ve come to love so here’

or your xbox or blu-ray

or your microwave food

if they took those away,

 what the fuck would you do?

maybe read about real shit

or how to build something better

or will you shackle down

and scrub the floor by the bolts on your fetter

wake up America

right down to the letter

the letter of law

‘cause we still have a few

we can still use what’s left

there are still things left to do

because the stonework of your rights

they are chipping away

from behind ever slowly

and approaching the day

the facade is so small

so pathetically thin

that they burst through, ‘tadaa!!!

now we own EVERYTHING!’

and the richest motherfuckers

don’t allow you to vote

‘casue they stole all the money

and they stole the whole boat

and you’re left there to drown

in the river of dreams

cause the dream part was murdered

it’s body washed up downstream

the regime of the wicked

will take the skin off your bones

how many jobs do you have?

just to get by alone?

they will raise the green whip

and flay the skin from your back

until they use you as an ottoman

after your heart attack

it’s time that we take it all back!

before it’s too late

the ships sinking fast

there is no time to wait!

this is the moment

there’s a pulse in the streets

there’s a heartbeat a thumping

there’s a stomping of feet

that’s our great battleground

the meeting of minds

peaceful or bloody,

whatever!

it’s time!

we still own the car

we can take back the wheel

we can open the door

and hand them the ‘new deal’

‘you work for us

you dumb motherfucker

now you’re kissing the curbside

you fucked up so, pucker!’

we own this car

and it belongs in the ditch

if we can’t get control

of the wheel from the rich!

Better wake up

‘cause hell’s on the way

we’re marching on Washington

by millions today

we burned all the bad seeds they give us to grow

the bickering arguments that muddy the show

the smoke and mirror tactic

to keep us all blind

like, ‘welfare, and healthcare, and unemployment lines’

we’re not slaves to the grind

we are the righteous and free

and rise up

we rise up

we rise up to loudly decree

this is Our Country!

Our Land!

Our Military!

Our free to live homeland

from sea to shining sea!

A true Patriot

questions his government

‘cause it’s the Country He Loves!

We’ll take it all back

if we have to with blood!

We will take back our jobs

from way overseas

we will take back our progress

we will make ourselves free!

we will tear down the banks

we will tear down the oil

we will tear down the wall street

we will tear up the soil

underneath the blacktop

underneath all the steel

underneath the very tires

on the big business wheels

we will plant a new garden

we will grow our own food

they gets moved hand to hand

Does That Not Make Sense To You?

instead of trucking that pre packaged shit

from one central location

lets plant acres and acres

across the whole nation!

we will clean up the soil

and the water as well

so that our childrens childrens children

can eat real food too

It’s time to wake up now

there is so much to do

we will take back these rights

cause its our last right to

by millions who stand for freedom or bust

by hook or by crook or by blood if we must

or maybe you’ll just hit snooze a little bit more

and fade off into the dream that they shove down your core

and cut off your future, while they fuck you, you snore

you can have the sweet dreams

but i’ll take the war

it’s time to wake up now

it’s time to come to

so tell me fellow countryman

what will you do?