Take this banner, hang it upside down   This country's in distress   From the schools to the factories   On the dead edge of town   This dream's a fucking mess   This dream is fucked   Here we go      Our sisters’ and mothers’ rights to choose   And powers determined to fake the news   This poison undertow   The bigot's power grows      When we put our will to sleep   In the radiation of rioting pictures   We let them jail and murder our sisters   Break out      Up on the hill where the road is red   If you look close enough   Down in the valley we're the living dead   While our hands are cracked and rough   For every deception that the papers print   To fortify their lie   Our creativity always wins   From now to the day we die      I see the young revolutionaries changing clothes   Living in condition while the third world grows   Weary of supporting all the costume changes   All right      Anthems for new world disorder   Hammers to the bricks and mortar   Consciousness in crisis   It’s up to you   So what are you gonna do?      When we put our will to sleep   Under the blankets of patriot colors   We let them jail and murder our brothers   Break out      Up on the hill where the road is red   If you look close enough   Down in the valley we're the living dead   While our hands are cracked and rough   For every deception that the papers print   To fortify their lie   Our creativity always wins   From now to the day we die      Take this banner   Hang it upside down   This country's in distress