From the Underground -

The kids are loose, they claim the streets tonight

The sun falls low through the locust trees then out of sight

One night of freedom then its back inside

A hidden truth, agendas cut in stone

A cowards heart can be sold for a reputation

When is it right to break tradition

And the children they were singing protest anthem punk rock songs

And the words they scream aloud

they echo strong within their hearts and in their minds

We wont fall back into the shadows we’re heard as one

broadcast this struggle from the underground

unite our words forgotten ideals into song

rain down upon deaf ears our voices loud and strong

they struggle on, peace dwells behind closed doors

an open book now a fight for reciprocity

this world is full of those who lack civility

your integration, not forced assimilation

true laurels hung on a thread to your sinful pride this time

it dangles free over your bottom line