Swords ‎| To Mr Boots #AngryYoungMan

boots

Mr Boots, you trample on my rights
You tread on my head, then march out of sight
You kick me in the guts when I try to talk
When I gather to rally, you kick at me a rock
But I do not fear you, Boots, you’re just a tool
Nor do I fear the bumbling fool that controls you
I got the people with me, minds sharp as the eagle eye
Step on me now, step on a thousand Samurai
Swords

-Angry Young Man

 

Vive la révolution!

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1 thought on “Swords ‎| To Mr Boots #AngryYoungMan”

  1. […] we have to look back and compare and talk about how things are worse off now ( which I do a lot as Angry Young Man), we also need to look at the present so we don’t get so caught up in the problem that we do […]

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