We stand fast against the tyranny. They will never see the livin' fear in me.
They've noted all our motives, and took down all our names. They stripped away our freedom as Washington was going up in flames.
They took away our pistols, every thing we could afford. Then they bankrupted Chevy, from schools, they banned the Lord.
Guitar Hero, revolution; out of gas, now what's the solution?
The raising of taxes gets preached to the choir. The pews will smolder with martyrs on fire.
AT&T; towers loom on the horizon. Start a revolution on your Verizon. We'll succumb to flame, never the plow. I've one question, "Can you hear me now?"