Credit to SuicideByCop
Intro:
Verse:
I say I ve got nothing to live for like
there s someone who does
I say I feel so betrayed like there s
someone that s safe to trust
And I m not for inaction, but I am for despair.
May this resignation lead us to battle
against forces we know will destroy us
before they really know we re there.
I m fighting for something between apocalypse and liberation.
I m struggling for something between apathy and desperation.
And just because I m an anarchist doesn t mean that I won t burn a black flag
while you re wishing for utopia, I just hope the cops don t search my paper bag.
Chorus:
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!
You look out over the on-ramp and
all you can do is sigh.
I can see that the interstate and the litter
make you wanna die.
But the way that the morning sun hits the gasoline rising over concrete;
well it just seems so beautiful to me. Yeah!
You re fighting for a globe covered again in fields and forests.
I m thinking of a world without bricks and it just seems so boring.
But keep your thumb out and we ll make Burlington by 7:30.
You wish the world was clean but I m in love with the way it s dirty.
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!
He listens to a traffic report
about the jam on the way to the city.
And it s only a couple of exits
but it seems like a million miles to Philly.
But I know that we ll make it
to the punk house somehow.
And I know when we walk in the door
it will be about
who can talk feminism the best to get into girls pants,
and who can quote Emma Goldman the most without having to dance.
And singing those stupid protest songs.
He says that music can change the world, but with lyrics like that, I m so glad hes wrong.
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!
Who-o-oa. Who-o-o-o-o-o-oa. Oi! Oi! Oi!
End on .