Protest

They came and grouped together and said they stood for the common man
Underneath their red flag they made clear all their plans
They're marching in your parliament they're marching in your town
Pacifism is all they bring they'll tear all you cherish down

When our enemy comes, where will you be?
When they stab you in the back will peace still be free?
I don't have all the answers, I don't have a master plan
But I know I won't lay down when it's time to make a stand

The rich kids of a nation who say they are the common voice
They will have you thinking doing nothing is a choice
Protest was the last chance for the people to have a say
Not the template for a drug induced rich misfit parade
They're socially crippled morons and it's up to me and you
Don't let their lying bullshit infect the minds of our youth