Power

I walked. I walked.

I walked through the city,

And I knocked every door

For the people to hear me.

Then we marched. We marched.

We stomped through the mud.

We fought against the tyrants

Til the flood of our blood.

We took our lashes from the fascists in designer suits

While their henchmen raised the tension with their gas and boots.

And then we cried. We cried.

Cried out our pain.

We chanted til we panted

and they knew our name.

And then we sang. We sang.

Our victory song

And the neighbors and the laborers

sang along

We took our lashes from the fascists in designer suits

While their henchmen raised the tension with their gas and boots.

And then we slept. They walked. They walked.

They walked through the city.

They knocked every door for the people to hear, yeah

We dished out lashes like the fascists in designer suits

While our henchmen raised the tension with their gas and boots, and then

We took our lashes from the fascists in designer suits

While their henchmen raised the tension with their gas and boots.

And then we lost.

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