Bandcamp

They cancelled Christmas in Seattle
Closed the waves in Malibu
Lost the war but won the battle
To the constitutions tune
Signed away the sun at mercy
Auctioned off the light of moon
Soaked the hungry
Fed the thirsty
Started New Years off in June

Now theres summer in the winter
And its snow instead of rain
No more freedom bells for ringing
Theyre all chained

Now we call this home
A place we call our own
Where weve been overthrown
By the trade we sell
To hell
Rebel

I was told I made a difference
Never saw it much that way
A taste of southern sin on defense
Leaves an afterthought of stage
Theres no innocence in glory
Theres no history in pain
Theres no mother in the story
Of the boy who lost his name

Now theres mourning every evening
And theres temple in our church
No more wedding bells, theyre screaming
We were first.

Now we call this home
A place we call our own
Where weve been overthrown
By the trade we sell
To hell
Rebel

Take the town and paint in bullets
Light the sparks and then brigade
Take the man and stick him to it
Put his penny on parade
Take the town and take the city
Take the county, take the state
Take the island, take the country
All for one and one estate.

No more preaching to our neighbors
No more rallies no crusades
In our brothers arms were singing
Weve been made

Now we call this home
A place we call our own
Where weve been overthrown
By the trade we sell
To hell
Rebel