Property Damage A Love Song
C Am F G This song's about deforestation, and incarceration, progress in the name of masturbation. C Am F G It's the lies that they told you as a kid so you could sleep at night. C Am And these bastards have homes. Yeah, these fucks have faces. F G Most have yachts and acres, own jets and public spaces. C Am F G Progress, as if survival even mattered. C Am F G They'll blow up entire city blocks put a walmart there and say shut up and go shop. C Am F G Yeah, you got everything you could want, but you still take more. C Am F G It's time we show up at their homes and tell them we won't take this anymore. C Am Yeah, they won't get away with it cause we won't back down. F G Yeah, the streets ain't enough, we wanna burn their homes down. C Am F G Whoa, whoa, whoa-oa C Am F G Turn their homes into collective housing. Yeah, their fears into reality. C Am F G They won't share what they've got so you take what you need. C Am F G Yeah, they won't share what they've got so you take what you need.