marxism is cool

 	
Slept on a death bed of nails 
Sipping on Molotov cocktails 
Cock out 
Screaming Fuck the world 
Cops tripling up the 
Body count 
Automatic weapon in the mouth of a beast 
Celebrities singing about peace 
Im singing about 
physical blood that we bleed
Armored vehicle
ATV 
They just wanna yell about the kids being PC 
Pepe the frog
Drawn on a machine gun 
Don’t nobody wanna admit the 
Dreams done
Martin Luther king 
Was Martyred for the sin of 
Believing in humans
Even those that hated him 

Pigs couldn’t watch him win 
Truth is he would even forgive them 
Sold as a saint 
Head on a plate 
Holiday & Street name
Face 
On a stamp 
By the same state 
& clan 
That planned an attack 
Many years back 
Never let him live 
To see everything he did 

It seems 
We’ve been fucked too long like Sting 
Seen bright eyes turn green 
This could be the first day of our lives i think 
probably gonna ruin it quick 

It seems 
We’ve been fucked too long like Sting 
Seen bright eyes turn green 
This could be the first day of our life i think 
Probably gonna ruin it quick 

Open an Umbrella to protect from the tear gas 
Tears still roll down fast 

Every time we see another innocent killed 
People cry over broken glass 

Open an Umbrella to protect from the tear gas 
Tears still roll down fast 

Every time we see another innocent killed 
People cry and forget fast 

Every time we see another innocent killed 
People cry and forget fast 

We’re so famous 
No one’s even working 
Selfie flashing  
won’t shut up or 
Focus 

On a bigger picture 
All is jokes  
And 
temporary goals 
And It feels hopeless 

Never had their 
Macro lenses open 
So reaction trumps it all I notice 

Scream at each other
While the boss in the back 
Counts racks 
& bones of those who died from covid 

Marx had 
Called it long ago 
Monopoly capital grows too large to control 
Neo-liberal Saviors try to ease it 
But will never make a vaccine 
For Corporate 
Diseases 

Please 
Feel free
to disagree 
But we see 
history repeats 
Consistently 

Fisticuffs came and went 
The system 
Ripped us up 
And left the left 
For dead 


bodies and brains 
And creativity 
Drained 
For the profit and gain 
Of a slave master 
Paying the minimum wage 
Natural disaster,
Cancer,
Get the fuck out of my face 
I don’t got an answer  

But they’re acting 
Like it’s a privilege 
To sit and speak
In this country 
That wouldn’t even 
flinch or weep 
For innocent teens 
Shot In city streets 
By these obscene 
cowardly police

Dancing and celebration can be the 
physical manifestation of a scream 

Burning down a police station
may be the 
physical manifestation of a scream