The Dangerous ones from Kasey Anderson.
Lyrics:
let the television burn, baby, there’s a riot in the street
they said the wolf was at the front door but he was lying at their feet
we felt a change, a change, but ain’t it a shame how it all turned out
back then it was a long time coming but it’s a little late now
they’re gonna stack up the dead ‘til they block out the sun
these white boys with money make the whole world run
so let the wall hit your back, the blood hit your tongue
’cause you and me, baby, we’re the dangerous ones
if there’s a word for last winter, it’s something worse than “discontent”
i’m 37 years old, staying out of trouble ain’t enough to make my rent
so let it burn, let it burn, let the motherfucker burn it’s election day
they shut the water off last week, i guess it’s gonna burn anyway
they’ll ship the bodies back down with the cocaine and guns
those white boys with money make the whole world run
so let the wall hit your back, the blood hit your tongue
’cause you and me, brother, we’re the dangerous ones
you can curse and you can cry
you can scream yourself to sleep every night
or you can open up your eyes and take a look outside
every wall is gonna crumble every tower’s gonna fall
the earth is gonna rumble the siren’s gonna call
so you better look alive, alive, read the black not the white, forget the reds and blues
so quit looking for a way out start looking for a way through
a shot’s been fired but the war ain’t won
these white boys with money better learn how to run
the wall hit your back, the blood’s on your tongue
and you and me, baby, we’re the dangerous ones
The song is used in the political ad below.
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