March, march, shut it down. March, march, shut down the town. No blood for oil, don't attack Iraq, the world says no to war, Bush is spelled from the letters of bullshit. We have the weapons of mass destruction, not them. We are the real terrorists, not them. March, march, shut it down. March, march, shut down the town. All the way from Volunteer Park to Westlake. Drop Bush, not bombs, support the troops, bring them home, Halliburton is a holy burden. Cheney's a cheater, Rumsfeld's a ruffian, Condy's a con artist. Greed kills. Ignorance at home, arrogance abroad. March, march, shut it down. March, march, shut down the town. Dubya needs to eat a peach. Shock + Awe = Terror. The Axis of Evil is in Washington. Mission accomplished, yeah right. The president lied, thousands died. Those who favor war should enlist their own kids. What would Jesus do? March, march, shut it down. March, march, shut down the town.
My city is grand, my city is good. Seattle is the capital of Resistance. We are the music masters, we are the breakers of chains. Release the past, embrace the future. We march forward, without looking back. They'll never break us, they'll never take away our dignity. We will march, we will protest, until we're old and gray, withered and weak, timeless and still undefeated.
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