Don't you feed your propaganda into me

Your immaculate lies and your bigotry

As the fascists clear the way for their victory

You stand by and watch them idly

Don't you curtail me with your regulations

Your sorry attempts at forced manipulations

Freedoms are not granted but inherent to man

Yet they're slipping through our fingers like grains of sand

And someone right said "fight or shut up"

And he paid for his vision with his life

And someone stood up for his fellow man

And he paid for his vision with his life

If it had meant a damn today I'd be singing our praises

If we remembered a thing that they said we'd be coming up roses

Dissent is more patriotic than obedience

Will there be anyone left to leap to your defence?

Your safety will collapse and swallow you

As they pull the earth out from under you

And someone right said "fight or shut up"

And he paid for his vision with his life

And someone stood up for his fellow man

And he paid for his vision with his life

If it had meant a damn today I'd be singing our praises

If we honored the principles for which they stand we'd be back in good graces

The endless parade of faces: they say they give you choices

But it's all in the name of perpetuating their agenda

And it becomes apparent

As every time we raise an objection

It's out with the riot gear again

Every time we peaceably assemble...

Out with the tear gas canisters again and again...

Don't you feed your propaganda into me

Your immaculate lies and your bigotry

As the fascists clear the way for their victory

You stand by and watch them idly

Don't you curtail me with your regulations

Your sorry attempts at forced manipulations

Freedoms are not granted but inherent to man

Yet they're slipping through our fingers like grains of sand

And someone right said "fight or shut up"

And he paid for his vision with his life

And someone stood up for his fellow man

And he paid for his vision with his life

If it had meant a damn today I'd be singing our praises

If we honored the principles for which they stand we'd be back in good graces