Previous peak charts position #141
Previous peak charts position in subgenre #7
March 06, 2005
Story behind the song
first composition as a band; gov't school is still an abomination
What's that sound? Here we come.
Marching through the lunch line, looking for food.
The teacher pats me on the head, and says I'm doing real good.
They group us into classes of the healthy & the sick -- should group us into worker or lunatic.
Slipping through cracks that they created.
You said you're tired of being segregated.
Let's break down the walls, y'all, and take back what's ours.
I've seen too many signs of emotional scars.
The time has come. The time here.
The time has come. The time is dear.
Let me make this clear.
They tell us what to do, and what to do it with.
And you say, "Screw it," when things are getting fluid,
"no time for fighting diseases of the mind -- that shit'll work itself out in due time."
...In due time?!?
Complacency is for the weak of will.
So jump off the boat while we grab for the steel.
Welcome to the New World Order.
If you ask me "Is this freedom?" I'll tell you, "Well, sorta..."
**lyrics by Adam Nobles Esquire