We had a co-op
But it died
Got busted by the cops and the FBI…
We had community
But it died
They stabbed us in our backs
With some silver knives…
A whole 99 shipwrecked
By 1’s risin’ tide
This life is the question
Askin’
Why we even try?
Well, it’s the beating o’ my heart
The look in yo’ eyes
‘Tis the rage in our fists
On an October night
‘Tis the fadin’ o’ the light
The changin’ o’ the times
T’was when we held our hands
High together
Just like protest signs
‘Tis romantic
And ’tis heavy
Mostly, ’tis the hunger in our bellies!
Hey, we gotta stay alive!
