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Your Wife, Your Kids, Your Family, and Your Friend Lyrics
All this wasted space
Turn it into a lounge for anarchists to share ideas and write zines
To do their anarchist things will all their friends
Comic strips about land, capitalist pigs, and their greedy ways with kids
Someone give them a rope to hang these kids by their toes and their pockets
From out of the blue!
Oh, from out of the sky!
Your wife, your kids, your family, and your friends
A man from here, not too far, hit this kid with his car on his own street
Everyone wanted him dead
The peasants called for his head on a slick piece
From out of the blue!
Oh, from out of the sky!
Your wife, your kids, your family, and your friends
Turn it into a lounge for anarchists to share ideas and write zines
To do their anarchist things will all their friends
Comic strips about land, capitalist pigs, and their greedy ways with kids
Someone give them a rope to hang these kids by their toes and their pockets
Oh, from out of the sky!
Your wife, your kids, your family, and your friends
Everyone wanted him dead
The peasants called for his head on a slick piece
Oh, from out of the sky!
Your wife, your kids, your family, and your friends
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