1. we're shitting bricks
we're spitting mad
we're restless and exhausted
we're grateful but so sad
you worship money
cash is your church
and your god's the easter bunny
if rent's due on the first

CH
you're corrupt just look at the destruction
you never gave a fuck about us
don't you come back no more
hit the road jack
put your money stacks
 in the body bags
don't ya come back no more

2. i post my privileged protest
from the unemployment line
do you like my brand new soapbox
i got it on amazon prime
contagious convenience
continuous corporate news
freedom turns to greed cause
if you're poor or your brown
you don't get to choose

CH

br. 
maybe it's too late and
we got it cause we asked for it
baby here's your hell in a 
trump-branded casket
or maybe we are right on time
with fresh air to breathe
and we'll build something much better
if you just fucking leave

​CH

Verse: Gm7 C7 Gm7 // C7 Gm7 C7 Gm7
Chorus: D7 C7

another unarmed black man 
lying dead in the sun
another flag-hag pigskin patriot
walks fast past the homeless veteran

what the hell do you stand for?
what the hell will you fall for?
what the fuck are you waiting for?
does a cat got your tongue?

another ar15 minutes
another thought, another prayer
another nra-hole politician
too tightly tucked into bed to care

another brown child in a cage
while an orange man turns tricks
you turn a blind eye to grabbing pussy
do you like to watch him suck dictatorships?

 ​i get to the point 
i'm sharp to the touch 
sometimes i'm out for blood 
it doesn't take much 
you're shockingly strong 
not as soft as you seem 
sometimes you are afraid 
but babe you can get through anything 

we are tied together sister 
we were born and bred and this time 
we will keep what we reap when we sow 
they don't know about this needle and thread 

i struggled alone 
got lost in the stack 
returned to my home 
i learned to attack 
you suffered enough
all tangled and spun 
we will not be caught 
stark naked when the winter comes 

*written to the tune of “Part of Your World” from The Little Mermaid
 
i guess it's trump, what a crushing defeat
can't believe he's allowed in the president's seat
can't everyone see he's an ass - an ass who hates everything?
look at his team, dangers untold
how many disasters can one cabinet hold?
somebody pass me a drink, at this point i’ll drink anything
 
he hates brown people, gays, the disabled
he hates women and science and more
i was sure no one thought he was able
i was wrong, now I'm scared, of what's in store
 
i wanna be where the sheeple aren't
i wanna see humanity advancing
exercising your, what do you call it? oh - brain
grabbing pussies got trump this far
not paying taxes or his employees
bragging about, what's that word again? rape
sexual assault is not fucking fun, just ask his victims, every last one
the jock gets away and the best we can say:
rape's just part of our world
 
what would i give if i could live where people were smarter?
not pray away gay, or get in the way of a parenthood planned
don't you understand this is a man who has objectified his daughter? still there are women who voted him in, it's unreal as his tan
 
i'm not ready to reap what the people sow
we've got some questions, let's find the answers
starting with lessons we've already, i don't know…learned
when's it our turn? we know what we need:
to live in a land ruled by love and not greed
out of the debris, how about you and me take charge of our world?

in the blink of an eye
you walked out, i did not get to say goodbye
simply, swiftly as you can
take the parts of me that make me who i am
and we're all quick to give a pat on the back
we're all lucky to live, but it's not about that
 
it's not about what I have, it's about what I lost
it's about being sad without being tossed
in a river of guilt, where at least i can swim
where at least i can wake up and get fucked again
it's about time i can say I can't find
just a sliver of silver lining
today's just about the clouds
 
just a tiny moment passed
now you're gone, and I'm stunned, you went way too fast
silly of me to yearn
as if thinking of you will make you return
and we're all quick to give a pat on the back
we're all lucky to live, but it's not about that