In Through the out Door

They’re at the fences
They’re at the border
Your brand new gospel —
Deny them any quarter
You’ll want a blockade
You’ll draw your swords
God save your sovereignty
From syndicated crime-lords
Completely righteous
Save a little slandering
God blessed your district —
With lies and gerrymandering
This revolution will not be televised
Unless ethics can suddenly be advertised
Sibilance
Mic check for the deviants
Lights on
Why is grace now civil disobedience?
Lights on
Mercy for an encore
They’re coming in
In through the out door