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  • Hey Dad, I'm an Anarchist
  • I Want Something
  • Love Me, I'm a Liberal
  • liberty is a statue
  • Blue Virginia Day
  • Picketline Song
  • Ballad of the Last Six Months of My Life
  • Fire and Stone
  • Ballad of the Tundra
  • the day all the democrats won
  • ¡ya Basta!
  • Adderall Song
  • fame
  • hitchin'
  • Ballad of Hurricane Katrina
  • never surrender
  • Play the Game
  • even if the end is near
  • home
  • Untitled
  • another song about ohio
  • by morning
  • A House in Massachussetts
  • The John Kerry Song
  • rogues of ferry beach
  • Two Hands Touching
  • Chad's Favorite Song
  • House in Massachussetts
  • Santa Fe Song
  • Ballad Of Tundra
  • Picketline Song (featuring Anne Feeney)
  • Their Eyes (featuring Taina Asili)
  • Over Here and Over There
  • The Fence
  • The Ballad of Hurricane Katrina
  • A House in Massachusetts
  • Ballad of Hurricane Katrina (feat. Emma's Revolution)
  • Paint the Day
  • !Ya Basta!
  • !Ya Basta! (featuring Anne Feeney)
  • The Good Fight
  • The Picketline Song
  • Play the Game (featuring Mimi LaValley
  • Punks with Clean Kitchens
  • Testament of Blood
  • Under the Mailbox
  • Daddy's Song
  • I Always Cry in Libraries
  • The Clock
  • Remembrance #9

With held hands and spray cans
Flashlights held in our teeth
We built tunnels under their concrete
And we once stole the floor right from under their feet
They never saw it coming
But after our laughter had given us away
Remember how we ran all through the day?
And their shouts and batons were no match for our songs
I bet the chief of police drank a stiff one that night

And someday we should give back all the traffic cones that we stole
And all the wrenches that we borrowed from your school
But tonight we're both alone, so i'll call you on the phone
And we'll drink together from 300 miles away
Don't forget to remind me of things that i just shouldn't say

Give us a toast! give us a light!
For every ghost and bump in the night
For every story we should never tell
Give us a toast to the nights we gave em hell!

The helicopter lights held us in their sights
And the megaphone drone echoed in the night
They lowered their guns we sat down and linked arms
They told us not to move, two hearts beat "fuck you!"
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