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Bed-wetting punk rock trio from Seattle.
We're a trio from Seattle. We play punk rock: loud, hard, and fast. If you've heard The Clash, Screeching Weasel, or Social D, you know what we sound like.
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Rock • Punk
Charts
Peak #336
Peak in subgenre #20
Author
autonomadic
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2007 autonomadic; licensed cc/by-nc-sa/3.0
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September 02, 2007
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MP3 2.3 MB • 128 kbps • 2:28
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I grew up in a photograph: Small towns, dirt roads, old men in hats. I went away to university, but I couldn't ignore what was happening. I tried to tell the people -- but the cops threw me in jail. They said what I did was evil; I can't tell no one these tales: Of Freedom, of Justice! They told me that they'd let me go, once I'd unlearned all the things I know. But I can't be silent; I won't be shy -- someone's got to stand up to their lies. I tried to tell the people -- but the cops threw me in jail. They said what I did was evil; I can't tell no one these tales: Of Expression, of Choices! Will my kids grow up in a world that's free, or a cage of forced insanity? These cement blocks, they fence me in; I may never see the sun or sky again. I tried to tell the people -- but the cops threw me in jail. They said what I did was evil; I can't tell no one these tales: Of Liberty, of Tolerance! I tried to tell the people -- but the cops threw me in jail. They said what I did was evil; I can't tell no one these tales: Free Speech! Free Thoughts! Free Press! A Free Society is based on Truth!
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