Sons Of Liberty

Once an honest man could go from sunrise to its set
Without encountering agents of his state or government.

But a sorry cloud of tyranny has fallen across the land
Brought on by the hollow men
Who did not understand that for centuries our forefathers have fought
And often died to keep themselves unto themselves to fight the rising tide
And that if in the smallest battles we surrender to the state
We enter in a darkness whence we never shall escape
Watt Tyler led the people in 1381 to meet the king at Smithfield
And issue this demand:
That Winchester's should be the only law across the land
The law of old King Alfred's time of free and honest men.

Because the people then they understood what we have since forgot:
That governments will only work for their own benefit.

And I'd rather stand up naked against the elements alone
Than give the hollow men the right to enter in my home
When they raise their hands up our lives to possess
To know our souls to drag us down we'll resist
Stand up sons of liberty and fight for what you own
Stand up sons of liberty and fight fight for your homes
So if ever a man should ask you for your business or your name
Tell him to go and fuck himself tell his friends to do the same.

Because a man who'd trade his liberty for a safe and dreamless sleep
Doesn't deserve the both of them and neither shall he keep.