I wanna see the scene unified,
Everybody knows everyone.

The hole in this broken ship will get repaired
Here in the valley of the slum.
We won't need to copy, shit-talk, or lie,
We could have our own thing goin',
We could have shows every single night,
People would admire what we're doin'.

'cause these are our ideals and these are our demands,
Get on the floor and put up your hands,
We'll ball-gag your mouth,
Turn the safety off,
Squeeze the trigger and rock.

And I wanna see Olympia in flames,
Portland reduced to dust.
We need to stop fighting, stop hating, and start writing.
We must, we must, we must, we must.

Because these are our ideals and these are our demands,
Get on the floor and put up your hands,
We'll ballgag your mouth,
Turn the safety off,
Squeeze the trigger and rock.

These are our ideals and these are our demands,
Get on the floor and put up your hands,
We'll ballgag your mouth,
Turn the safety off,
Squeeze the trigger and rock.


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    General CommentWhat Album is this on?
    ForlOloon November 02, 2010   Link
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    General CommentHey so, who is Jeff Swiney...?
    cocoscoffeeon December 18, 2012   Link

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