Suburban Hostage
Suburban Hostage - Raise Up Your Voice lyrics
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"Fight the good fight Rage against the dying of the light!" A wise man once said. "Well, if he's so wise, how come he's dead?" Nonsense conundrums like these are all we hear Throughout these even numbered years Puerile politics and mudslinging madness Fills the voter's hearts with sadness Voting machines down, lines throughout town Minorities disenfranchised Ulterior motives realized Their force coagulates While our rights degenerate Not how I want this to be Why can't anyone see? RAISE UP YOUR VOICE! (X7) Special interest groups keep 'em jumping through hoops With no time left to concentrate On what they've promised along the way That's how it's always been Catch-22 No matter who wins we lose!