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"Eve of Revolution"
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Rex Songs' Remixes by Jeph Johnson
Our western world it is explodin',
Chaos ragin', democracy erodin',
You're old enough to know so why aren't you out votin'?
You don't believe in smog, but what's that joint you're tokin'?
And the men you elect have your privilege gloatin',
But you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of revolution.
Do you even get what this lunatic's sayin'?
He's got Christians sinnin' and atheists prayin'
For too long we've relied on this old boys club,
There'll be no one to love when push comes to shove,
Take a look around you now, It's gotta stop somehow,
But you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
Ah, you can't yet believe we're on the eve of revolution.
The hope Obama gave us now feels like an illusion,
The enemies we made are a forgone conclusion,
We can't win the war with Jong-un or Putin,
When emails on the server just ain't computin'
The Judges, Prez and Senators will all start colludin'
Attempts to rise up will be met with more shootin'
Instead of revolt we'll all resort to lootin'
And you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
Ah, you sorta think we're on the eve of revolution.
We worry of the hate that comes to us from ISIS
While poisoning our future with a Flint water crisis
Ah, you may be chill for a Netflix marathon,
But when we tune out our message is gone
The media moguls slap us square in the face,
Their big league money is always replaced
Blame their wand'ring lil hands on the thrill of the chase
So you tell me over and over and over and over again my friend,
Ah, you finally know we're on the eve of revolution!
