Soon he'll be a prisoner
Like his comrades have become
But hes proud when he tells the story
Cuz hes proud of what theyve done
Hes an antifascist
From the ranks of the working class
And when the Nazis come to march
He doesn't let them pass
He says my grandfather fought fascists
Cuz it what he had to do
You can threaten me with prison time
But I'll fight fascists too
May my body be a barricade
That won't fascists through
In the name of my grandfather
And for me and you
And for the future I'll fight fascists too
He says two years is injustice
But it's twice as good as four
A much higher price was paid
By those who suffered through the war
And he'll keep that memory alive
Cuz the fight is far from done
He'll bury that hatchet once we bury fascism
chorus
It takes more than fists to stop oppression
For hates born in the heart
But alongside the slow shifts
The fist must place its part
For the hateful deeds of a fascist few
Can silence everyone
Well bury the hatchet once we bury fascism
He says my grandfather fought fascists
Cuz it what he had to do
You can threaten me with prison time
But I'll fight fascists too
May my body be a barricade
That won't fascists through
In the name of my grandfather
And for me and you
And for the future I'll fight fascists too
Like his comrades have become
But hes proud when he tells the story
Cuz hes proud of what theyve done
Hes an antifascist
From the ranks of the working class
And when the Nazis come to march
He doesn't let them pass
He says my grandfather fought fascists
Cuz it what he had to do
You can threaten me with prison time
But I'll fight fascists too
May my body be a barricade
That won't fascists through
In the name of my grandfather
And for me and you
And for the future I'll fight fascists too
He says two years is injustice
But it's twice as good as four
A much higher price was paid
By those who suffered through the war
And he'll keep that memory alive
Cuz the fight is far from done
He'll bury that hatchet once we bury fascism
chorus
It takes more than fists to stop oppression
For hates born in the heart
But alongside the slow shifts
The fist must place its part
For the hateful deeds of a fascist few
Can silence everyone
Well bury the hatchet once we bury fascism
He says my grandfather fought fascists
Cuz it what he had to do
You can threaten me with prison time
But I'll fight fascists too
May my body be a barricade
That won't fascists through
In the name of my grandfather
And for me and you
And for the future I'll fight fascists too
envoyé par Bartleby - 29/2/2012 - 09:50
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Singolo realizzato nell’ambito del progetto collettivo chiamato “Riot Folk”