Festival Song

Oh wo~o~oe [x4]
Oh wh~o~oa [x2]
Oh wh~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~oa
[x2]
It feels completely ridiculous
That I'm a willing participant
Gazing at the purples and pinks
In the shadow of a bank sponsored skyline
Unite against the establishment
While drones transmit the images
To a server farm in the valley
For a culture that'll eat it's own insides
Oh there wouldn't be a friend if you weren't worth something
There wouldn't be a friend if you weren't worth something
There wouldn't be a friend if it wasn't worth it
If you didn't have something to give
All along look at the billboards
That smother the air 'till you can't ignore 'em
And glamourized department store crust punk chic
'Cause Satan's trending up and it's fashion week but
This is not a movement it's just careful entertainment
For an easy demographic in our sweatshop denim jackets
And we'll wonder what just happened when the world becomes Manhatton
Where the banks sold the apartments just to render them abandoned!
Oh there wouldn't be a friend if you weren't worth something
There wouldn't be a friend if you weren't worth something
There wouldn't be a friend if it wasn't worth it
If you didn't have something to gi~i~i~i~i~i~i~ive
Oh wo~o~oe [x4]
Oh wh~o~oa [x2]
Oh wh~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~oa
[x2]
We're not stupid people but this financial oppression
Has got everyone believing all that we can do is nothing
'Cause we organize through avenues they lace with advertisements
So the ones we try to rage against are still lining their pockets
Oh there wouldn't be a friend if you weren't worth something
There wouldn't be a friend if you weren't worth something
There wouldn't be a friend it wasn't worth it
If you didn't have something to gi~i~i~i~ive g~i~i~i~ive gi~i~i~ive