The esoteric preacher men
Come to cast out the djinn
Chained to the berth
We need your soul to be in parity
Agreement, I screamed the Hail Mary

Straining to make an escape
They crucified me with red tapes
It didn’t seem so wrong
Innocent was my trespass
I’ll not regret it, don’t ask

Left by the road
Or thrown by the wayside
If Cool Hand Luke said it
I bet anything he lied

Port, starboard, simple words
No matter, they won’t be heard
We’re contracted to the end
Aren’t you glad we’re not the cops?
We’d need a print and photoshop

Onomato you don’t want to hear it
Fine, sinner, to the endless pit
Keep running in tongues
If you can tell your ass from a fence
You’ll know what the seers meant

We held our firebombs
Hands held with iron grips
Fighting the power
And singin’ our songs

You looking at me
True believers we are
We never backed down
Living while we were free
Singin’

(Chorus)
Viva la revolucion, amore
Y luche por libertad
Justicia por otro
Y el himno de la dia nos muerte

Brine soaked shreds
Covered your beaming face
They’ll never forget us
All heart, no heads

(Chorus)

The daylight is dying
And nothing’s changed
Jeans too tight
Hair too long but who knew?
This is our last song