Hollywood Cemetery (Live)

You were there down by the water on that ambush night
When all the Crass punks refused to fight
Instead too many tithed into the shooting star
Trading their lives in for glamor of tar

When I found out all my heroes are just parasites
Where are the good people compromised by the road we have to follow?

Get out, get out, get out and get away
There's no one left who can make you stay
The city's making money barricading the view
Polluting our homes and suffocating you

When I found out all my heroes are just parasites
Where are the good people compromised by the war we call survival?

If you don't do it, who fucking will?
If we don't do it, who fucking will?
If you don't do it, who fucking will?
If we don't do it, who fucking will?

When I found out all my heroes are just parasites
Where are the good people compromised by the road we have to follow?
I found out all my heroes are just parasites
Where are the good people compromised by the war we call survival?

Survival
Survival
Survival
Survival

Fuck you!



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Gregory Sherwood
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