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"