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Let's take back the power,
We'll stop the madman!
Blueprints might take hours
We'll soon employ plans,
I'll fly to the tower,
Try to distract and
Detective can scour;
She can debug scans.
They won't win the war,
Commander Spitfire;
Never seen before
since Solar Empire
Has our flame restored
From ashes expired
Shake them to the core
Pyre transpires ceasefire!
Tyranny Inc sinks ink in our pink drinks,
the penny shrink sync stinks of zinc slink, I think
too many brinks, brought on outrage fatigue,
rinking with an electroencephalograph seige out of our league.
Rise! Cries!
Spies in every size from skies to thighs and allies' devices.
Prize pries!
Guys devise the eyes and guise and lies to revise our rights.
Bank pacts, bribe-backed,
Fascist pack on our soil's tracks
Stabbed backs, Unions cracked,
Cry foul, you're a threat, Jack.
Invade to get paid
Tell the truth, be detained
Wealth gap fate: poor grad rate
Tax waste on fuelling hate.
Activism stays in the prism 'cause
slacktivism maintains the schism
and prison's inhumane restrictions
ain't risen for the public mission:
Disruption of government corruption,
Eruption of progressive gumption.
New Surveillance of justice valence
Prevalence of equality purveyance.
Let's take back the power,
We'll stop the madman!
Blueprints might take hours
We'll soon employ plans,
I'll fly to the tower,
Try to distract and
Detective can scour;
She can debug scans.
They won't win the war,
Commander Spitfire;
Never seen before
since Solar Empire
Has our flame restored
From ashes expired
Shake them to the core
Pyre transpires ceasefire!
Raise your hooves if you move for the new groove
if you sooner want the Lunar Republic due,
Make a swarm, time to storm to the governing form
Make a noise, girls and boys, be the new moon!
Raise your hooves if you move for the new groove
if you sooner want the Lunar Republic due,
Make a swarm, time to storm to the governing form
Make a noise, girls and boys, be the new moon!
Let's take back the power,
We'll stop the madman!
Blueprints might take hours
We'll soon employ plans,
I'll fly to the tower,
Try to distract and
Detective can scour;
She can debug scans.
They won't win the war,
Commander Spitfire;
Never seen before
since Solar Empire
Has our flame restored
From ashes expired
Shake them to the core
Pyre transpires ceasefire!
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