New Homes for Idle Hands Propagandhi
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[Verse 1]
Suburbs tremble again
Fearing the have-nots at the windows, collecting their fair share
Guns and alarms aren't enough
They demand justice
And every criminal locked away
As well as any kid who might do something wrong
There's a jail out of town
With fences so high we won't think about who's inside
Neighbors are disappearing
Behind the bars, kids are doing time for petty crimes
And it don't matter who they are
It don't matter that they're alive
A warehouse for victims of circumstance
Cops are rounding up slaves
Workers who don't complain or come in late
A workforce behind bars
They'll make gadgets, circuit boards or fix cars
It don't matter who they are
It don't matter that they're alive
Suburbs tremble again
Fearing the have-nots at the windows, collecting their fair share
Guns and alarms aren't enough
They demand justice
And every criminal locked away
As well as any kid who might do something wrong
There's a jail out of town
With fences so high we won't think about who's inside
Neighbors are disappearing
Behind the bars, kids are doing time for petty crimes
And it don't matter who they are
It don't matter that they're alive
A warehouse for victims of circumstance
Cops are rounding up slaves
Workers who don't complain or come in late
A workforce behind bars
They'll make gadgets, circuit boards or fix cars
It don't matter who they are
It don't matter that they're alive
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