Rebels Without an Effect.
The madness continues.
we’re out of gas
halfway to the liberation
we can’t afford to cross that line today
they’ll let us pass
as long as we don’t tell nobody
the silent treatment is just what the doctor ordered
the drug dogs have found…
the bags of honesty and patience and joy we smuggled in
they throw us in the pound where
the silent treatment is all we get from them
the planet steadily rotates
under the powers of the state
and they cancel our will
to keep the insurgents still
we came across something
we’d never seen before
the final resting place of
the last one out of there
they sold off all the valuables that she had on her
who ever thought she’d be so pristine in death