1944 Lyrics - Singles - Down By Law

Somewhere a pen is busy with hate tonight 

Jaded eyes and cynics bring me down 

Somewhere a kid is playing his heart out tonight 

But he'll get nowhere with the Berkeley in-crowd 

Well, put-downs are so easy 

Like a novel without a soul 

And every executioner wears a hood 

When it's time for heads to roll 

Well, they're just like new dictators 

Trying to tell us what to love 

Well, their opinion they can take and shove 

Somewhere young rebels will meet up tonight 

Somewhere skateboarders and straight edgers will unite 

They don't need no magazine that's filled with hate and lies 

Get enough from the world around them 

They're young but they are wise 

But negativity's easy 

You just fire and walk away 

And it's the armchair general 

Who lives to fight another day 

Well, their opinion they can take and shove 

If this was 1944, they'd be pointing their guns at you 

'Cause every fascist, left or right, has a fucked-up set of rules 

But do they really think the kids are such fools? 

Or do they even care?