… radio scanner swapping through signals, till it clears up and then…

Was it cast for the masses who starve and toil?

Or for the vultures who feast upon the spoil?

Yes a spectacle, monopolized

They hold the reins, stole your rye

All the pesticides, the bulldozers and chains

Who stuff the land with their poisoned gains

More for Monsanto and the corporate throne?

None of the above, fuck it, plant the sword

Gloves on! Guerrilla gardening!

Dig that shit up!

Gloves on! Guerrilla gardening!

Dig that shit up!