3.Fuck Brakes
St. Peter at the pearly gates
Asks me why did I say fuck brakes
You mean we're free to decide？
Might fall, but not today
Fuck gravity
And the USA
Cause we're going down
Either way
Whoa oh- fuck brakes
Mistakes were made
In the land of the free built by their slaves
Taught how to behave by corporate crooks
Digging our mass graves
I never color within the lines
My flags and bridges burn far behind
East side, West side, you lie we die,
Doored and doomed,
Still we fucking ride
Whoa oh, fuck brakes
Again the hell of my jail cell,
Rats and roaches make prisons swell
Your harps and clouds of yesterday,
They drift away
My kitty cats Snotty and Ratt
Wait by the door for sneak attack
Breaking free from my laws and lies
Their sweet meows say
“Fuck it, still we ride”
Whoa - oh fuck brakes
Saint Peter at the pearly gates,
Again asks why？ Did I say fuck brakes？
Like we're free to decide
Might kneel but not today
Fuck religion,
And the USA
Cause we're on our knees
Either way
Live free or fucking die
(We're free to die)
Live free or fucking die
We're free to fuck brakes!
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