ANA11452 Consider The Lillies
ANA11452 Consider The Lillies
I wanna see a sea of raised fists, not camera phones or listlessness.
I want the kids to remind us why we’re doing this.
We’ll kick our monitors off the stage, cuz we don’t need to hear ourselves anyway,
As long as we’re playing what we need to say.
And I say if God does exist,
It’s siding with the anarchists, for what could it be but the limitless potentials of Self,
An umbilical to the freedom that lives inside of everyone.
We’re gonna blow our spirits out of speaker stacks.
That’s how we’ll take the power back.
We’ll never die, because within us there’s no room for death to be found.
And why fear the grave when you’ve spent your whole life underground?
I’ve read the scriptures of them bathroom stalls,
And I drew the Black Flag bars on every bathroom wall.
I always have and I probably always will.
And every morning that Great Machine tears the wings right off my back again.
But I don’t mind, because every night I grow them back.
And if livin’ like this is such a sin, then who let all these angels in?
We’re never gonna be sober again, won’t be sober again.
And I say if true love exists, it’s siding with the anarchists,
What could be more free than total selflessness?
Remember we’re just bones and steam, mice in the ocean, controlled burning.
Remember we are nothing but everything.
So if you want to take control, plug the quarter-inch into your soul.
We’re gonna blow our spirits out of speaker stacks.
That’s how we’ll take the power back.
