Fight With Tools (Album Version)

Flobots
앨범 : Fight With Tools
Echo echo one-nine
Hear the call through fault lines
Smoke signals, old rhymes
Shorted lights in store signs
Spelled in broken code
Find that it is time to
Breath, build, bend and refine you
We sky tenants give it all, but won't give up
Radio soul antennas, radio to lift spirits
Call sign commando, M.O. is independence
Scream till the walls fall, dissolve all the limits
Occupied minds, unemployed skills
Desolation, worn out, torn down
Just-for-now thrill seekers
Slanging test tube babies in beakers
Where gun blasts pump straight from the speakers
The system where the poor get poorly paid
To hold a ladder where the rich get ricocheted
Into the stratosphere
And in between people are rushing like Vladimir
With medals to make their status clear
Get us out of here!
We need heroes; build them
Don't put your fists up, fill them
Fight with our hopes and our hearts and our hands
We're the architects of our last stand
We need heroes; build them
Don't put your fists up, fill them
Fight with our hopes and our hearts and our hands
We're the architects of our last stand
There is a war going on for your mind
Those who seek to occupy it will stop at nothing
The battlefield is everywhere
There is no sanctuary, there are no civilians
You have two choices: surrender or enlist
What kind of person are you?
Always the first to argue
Or never down to stick your neck out
'Cause it hurts you far too much to see your rep suffer
Set you up a buffer
Well neither is enough for us,
Cut from a tougher brand of duct tape
The propaganda's stuck on us like sock pajamas
Spread like a virus through
Accepted thoughts and proper manners
But off the camera, something's simmering across the land
About to bubble up
And knock the lids off of the pots and pans
We are non stop juggernauts
Stomp ziggurats
Spit manifestos by terabytes and gigawatts
Shock paradigms give sense to a score
Throw thoughts through the sky and activate twenty more
In these high and dry times expectorate on dogma
Pragmatic sycophants divide and conquer
We build bridges, offer hard work and prosper
As hand made heroes brought to you by no sponsors
We need heroes; build them
Don't put your fists up, fill them
Fight with our hopes and our hearts and our hands
We're the architects of our last stand
We need heroes; build them
Don't put your fists up, fill them
Fight with our hopes and our hearts and our hands
We're the architects of our last stand
(Interlude)
We need heroes; build them
Don't put your fists up, fill them
Fight with our hopes and our hearts and our hands
We're the architects of our last stand
We need heroes; build them
Don't put your fists up, fill them
Fight with our hopes and our hearts and our hands
We're the architects of our last stand
All free minds to the front!
All free minds to the front!
We call upon women, we call upon children
We call upon the handicapped, the infirmed, the weak of heart
We need your courage, your dedication
Your passion, your conviction
Gather up your platinum - melt it down!
Gather up your gold - melt it down!
Gather up your silver, your bronze, your aluminum,
Melt it down!
Melt it down!
Melt it down!

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