| Rise
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| Rise up
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| Damned of the earth
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| Damned of the earth
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| Rise up damned of the earth
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| Scorned and tattered, no self worth
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| The tenet died an academic death
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| A generation from the blood and the sweat
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| Rise up, put your papers down
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| Hear the boots march right outside
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| You theorize safe in your seat
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| But the struggle never left the streets
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| So clever clever with it’s opinions
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| Do you remember how we used to fight
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| It wants tenure not opposition
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| It has the watches — it has the time
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| It’s time to strike
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| Right now
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| Rise up damned of the earth
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| Keep the promise of a brand new birth
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| For everyone that fought before
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| For every song sung about this war
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| Rise up, all you wretched souls
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| We want it all and deserve it all
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| Rise up, make the powers pay
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| For every wound that bled the way
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| You’re clever clever but it’s still in you
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| And I remember how we used to fight
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| Fuck a defeatist disposition
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| We have the watches — we have the time
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| And we need to strike
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| What’s left of the promise that we once made
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| What’s left that could chase the vultures away
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| Rise up right now |