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Fight With Tools
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mariel Roberts
Mariel Roberts
Cello
Joe Ferrone
Joe Ferrone
Trumpet
Andy Guerrero
Andy Guerrero
Guitar
Brer Rabbit
Brer Rabbit
Vocals
Jesse Walker
Jesse Walker
Bass
Jonny 5
Jonny 5
Vocals
Kenny Ortiz
Kenny Ortiz
Drums
Mackenzie Roberts
Mackenzie Roberts
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Laurie
James Laurie
Songwriter
Stephen Brackett
Stephen Brackett
Songwriter
Mackenzie Roberts
Mackenzie Roberts
Songwriter
Andy Guerrero
Andy Guerrero
Songwriter
Jesse Walker
Jesse Walker
Songwriter
Kenny Ortiz
Kenny Ortiz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Flobots
Flobots
Producer
Greg McRae
Greg McRae
Recording Engineer
Kyle Jones
Kyle Jones
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

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 Breathe, build, bend, and refine you We sky tenants Give it all but won't give up Radio soul antennas Radio to lift spirits Call sign commando M.O. is independence Scream 'til 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 rushin' like Vladimir With metals to make their status clear Get us outta 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 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 Something's 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 offa Hard work and prosper As hand made heroes brought to you by no sponsors All free minds to the front All minds to the front We call upon the women We call upon the children We call upon the handicapped The infirm The weak of heart We need your courage Your dedication Your passion Your commitment Gather up your platinum Melt it down Gather up your gold Melt it down Gather up your bronze Your silver Your aluminum Melt it down Melt it down Melt it down
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