Fight with Tools

Echo echo one-nine
Hear the call through fault lines
Smoke signals, old rhymes
Shorted lights in store signs
Spelled in a broken code
Find that it is time to
Breath, build, bend, and refine you
We sky tenants give it all
But wont give up
Radio soul antennas
Radio to lift spirits
Call sign commando
M.O. is independence
Scream till the walls fall
Dissolve all the limits

Occupied minds
Unemployed skills
Desolation
Worn out
Torn down
Just for now thrill seekers
Slanging
Test tube babies in beakers
Where gun blasts pump straight from the speakers
The system where the
Poor get poorly paid
To hold the ladder
Where the rich get ricocheted
Into the stratosphere
And in between people are russian like vladimir with metals to make their status clear
Get us out of here!

We need heroes
Build them
Don't put your fist up
Fill them
Fight with our hopes and our hearts and our hands
We're the architects of our last stand
[Repeat]

There's a war going on for your mind! Those who seek to occupy it will stop at nothing. The battlefield is everywhere; there is no sanctuary, there are no civilians. You have two choices: surrender or enlist.

What kind of person are you
Always the first to argue
Or never down to stick your neck out cause it hurts you far
Too much to see your rep suffer
Set you up a buffer
Well neither is enough for us cut from a tougher brand of
Duct tape the propaganda's stuck on us like sock pajamas
Spread like a virus through accepted thoughts and proper manners
But off the cameras somethings simmering across the land
About to bubble up and knock the lids off of the pots and pans

We are non stop juggernauts
Stomp ziggurats
Spit manifestos
By terabytes and gigawatts
Shock paradigms
Give sense to a score
Throw thoughts through the sky
Activate twenty more
In these high and dry times
Expectorate on dogma
Pragmatic sycophants divide and conquer
We build bridges
Offer hard work and prosper as hand made heroes
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We need heroes
Build them
Don't put your fist up
Fill them
Fight with our hopes and our hearts and our hands
We're the architects of our last stand
[Repeat three times]

All free minds to the front! All free minds to the front! We call upon women, we call upon children, we call upon the handicapped, the infirm, the weak of heart. We need your courage, your dedication, your passion, your conviction! Gather up your platinum; melt it down! Gather up your gold; melt it down! Gather up your silver! Your bronze! Your aluminum! Melt it down! Melt it down! Melt it down!