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We want the sound that pricks your ears. We want the words that burn our tongues. We want to feel something. We want to be what we can become. Weâre taking streets, the world wide â making freedom more than a warâfaring tag line. We want nations in which power ainât defined by the richest one percent tolerating a picket line. Weâre pulling weight long after punching a clock to end the day. We donât trust the politician. It takes too much money to get to where he stands. All that money from the corporations, loving their bottom lines before their common man. But, itâs not about us versus them. Itâs about us. Itâs about the working man. Itâs not exclusive when the numbers rest in your hands. Eighty percent in decline for the richest men.
- Album:
- Pulling Weight