It looks like a fashion parade
Thousands of sheep get bogged down in a code
Destined to destroy the system
They start to feed them to flash at Vans
At the punk supermarket
It's expensive to be one
I would have liked to break the mold
To be able to blend in right in the middle of the pit
Feel the pacifist construction
Enter the room by political conviction
In the collective mind, no substance, no ethics
We are going nowhere if substance comes down to the symbol
We're going nowhere if action doesn't confirm the meaning of our words
Being one like
I've never been able to even for a day e
Recognize that coherence was possible
Get involved, agree with the concept
Without calling hot piss with a raw pout
Youth of incorporated punks
In culture of abundance of wardrobe background
Scand anarchy as a symbol
And proudly wear your cliché of Che
Your tattoo in bar code
Is this the revolt?
We're going nowhere if the substance is reduced to the symbol
We're leaving goes nowhere if action does not confirm the meaning of our words
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