I like this! Needs more bagpipe, though.
Sons of Liberty
Frank Turner
Once an honest man could go from sunrise to its set
Without encount’ring 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
For centuries our forefathers have fought and often died
To keep themselves unto themselves and stop the rising tide
For in the smallest battles we surrender to the state
We enter into darkness that we never shall escape
When they raise their hands up our lives to possess
To know our souls, to drag us down, we’ll resist
Wat Tyler* led the people in 1381
To meet the King at Smithfield to issue this demand
The Winchester should be the only law across the land
The law of old King Alfred’s time, of free and honest men
For the people then, they understood what we have since forgot
That a government will only work for its 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 home
So if ever a man should ask you for your business & your name
Tell him to go and fuck himself, tell his friends to do the same
Cuz a man who’d trade his liberty for a safe & dreamless sleep
Doesn’t deserve the both of them, and neither shall he keep
—
Found on The Real Revo.
*Maybe not the best of all possible examples. The lesson to be learned from Wat Tyler, I’m thinking, is never trust a king.
