We meet in underground parking lots
And late night in coffee shops
With voices low unless we're drunk
We got hats and cop sunglasses

We question all that is wrong
We discuss conspiracy
Are we enemies of the state?
Or idealist bourgeoisie?

I'll get this one, put it on my card
I get frequent flier miles and a book of upgrades
So next visit the third world I won't have to fly second class
The people's revolution is gonna be a podcast

We took the bus to the anarchist's bookfair
I left the Hybrid at home
I scored an extremely rare signed copy of

We protested the G8
Got maced by female police
In hot black uniforms and boots
I got one's e-mail address

Still I'm waiting to see if my bid on eBay was enough
To get "Today's Empires, Tomorrow's Ashes" on Soviet red vinyl
It's going on the wall next to "The Battle of Los Angeles"