"There's a time when the operation of the machine [bad word] so odious, makes you so sick at heart, that you can't take part; you can't even passively take part, and you've got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels, upon the levers, upon all the apparatus, and you've got to make it stop."
(Mario Savio)

To save face, how low can you go
Talk a lot of game but yet you don't know
Static on the way make us all say whoa
The people up top push the people down low

Get down and obey every word
Steady get in line if you haven't yet heard
Wanna take what I got, don't be absurd
Don't fight the power, nobody gets hurt
If you haven't heard yet then I'm letting you know
There ain't [bad word] we [bad word] when the guns unload
And no one make a move unless my people say so
Got everything outta control, now everybody go

Steel unload, final blow
We the animals take control
Hear us now, clear and [bad word] Wretches and kings [bad word] for you

So keep pace, how slow can you go
Talk a lot of [bad word] and yet you don't know
Fire on the way, make you all say whoa
The people up top and the people down low

Get down and [bad word] it like that
The front of the attack is exactly where I'm at
Somewhere in between the kick and the hi hat
The pen and the contract, the pitch and the contact

So get with [bad word]  I'm letting 'em know
There ain't [bad word] you can say to make me back down no
So push the button let the whole thing blow
Spinning everything outta control, now everybody go

Steel unload, final blow
We the animals take control
Hear us now, clear and [bad word] Wretches and kings [bad word] for you

Steel unload, fire blow
Filthy animals beat them low
Skin and bone, black and blue
No more this sun shall beat unto you

From the front to the back and the side to side
If you fear what I feel put 'em up real high

"There's a time when the operation of the machine [bad word] so odious, makes you so sick at heart, that you can't take part; you can't even passively take part, and you've got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels, upon the levers, upon all the apparatus, and you've got to make it stop. And you've got to indicate to the people [bad word] it, to the people who own it, that unless you're free, the machine will be prevented from working at all."
If you fear what I feel put 'em up real high

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