Makin' A Stand

This is a protest song.

Revel all you sinners
In your politics
And war.
Proto-punks
And neon chunks
All cry out for
More.
I just wanna know
What makes you think
That you know?
How much a life is worth
And when they should go.
So tip your hat
To the coffins
And the band, yeah,
Cause that's me
At the front
Makin' a stand.

Well I know you
Got your book
And you believe in it too.
Why do you ask
Abraham or Jesus
What to do?
Oh yeah, that's right
They wouldn't've agreed
With you plan.
So you lie to the nation
And tell 'em it's
For the good of man.
But I'll just mark
Another tick
Up on the wall, yeah,
Soldiers just like
Dominoes,
They fall and fall.

So don that black pin-stripe coat
All sable and foul.
Wear that plastic face
You use to hide the scowl.
Cause there's nothin'
Better than a blind nation,
Ready to do whatever
You want 'em to
Whether true or petty.
Now go stand before them,
The proletariat.
Oh my their faces look
rather angry!
Are you scared yet?
Oh, are you yet?

Oh I know you'll be around
For another year.
That's just enough time
For you to instill some fear.
Fear, oh no, you got that done.
C'mon, just another one.
Just one more soldier.
Ah send 'em over there, ha!

Revel all you sinners
In your politics
And war.
Proto-punks
And neon chunks
All cry out for
More.
I just wanna know
What makes you think
That you know?
How much a life is worth
And when they should go.
So tip your hats
To the coffins
And the band, yeah,
Cause that's me
At the front
Makin' a stand.