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RUNNIN' FROM THE PIGS WITH PAINT ON OUR HANDS
Up the system in big red letters
with punks not dead below
painted on the walls of city hall
to make sure that they know
we're sick of their society
the system and their laws
we're the prisoners of it's success
the victims of its laws
CHORUS:
IT'S AN ALL OUT ATTACK OF RED & BLACK
IT'S ONE WAY OF FIGHTING BACK
AN ARMY OF PUNKS AN ARSENAL OF CANS
RUNNIN' FROM THE PIGS WITH PAINT ON OUR HANDS
they say we're just rebellious punks
who don't know right from wrong
but it seems that every thing that's "right"
is on the wrong side of the law
their brick walls and their cop cars
will be billboards for our fight
an all out attack of red and black
in the middle of the night
CHORUS
as we vandalize state property
we can run or take a stand
I'm telling whether or not we go down
there will be spray paint on our hands