Oh No - Welcome to Liberalism (AP Euro) lyrics

Come on now And set your differences back aside, draw up now Your battle-arms and weapons up To put the industry back In two years flat with taxes that Oppress the upper cla** Don't put their old regime back! Stackin' stacks on stacks Rejectin' privilege state religion With absolutist monar-chism Schism splittin' back in time With high-level leftism Time, help our industry But first I got a little bit of Flack from Mr. Robert Southey Get ya act back In the track of prospect city -- I have to help the people deal with me Believe in state affairs With no drawbacks or cut affairs Think back to king henry where He had a lot of bad affairs This kind of act Just can't slide On these slacks, made in industry In cottages ranging from left and right to you and me This type of work is here to stay Whether or not some trick's at play Just remain Thing's will get better if you just wait And with romantic space Our time can't waste on group erasure... Putting people first and states out is our tater hater I can't keep sitting here and making bets to lie to you You've got to expand your mind and help me revolutionize you Come on now And set all your alliances aside, put up now: Your white-truce flags and mark egads And set the industry to what it had Progressive act has gotta push all these remarks forward In eyes align with space and time Keep science up and forward-sighted Brightened by the sun-n-stars in past regards To endless fili-ba*tard back in -ism Up the rhythm Sidney with em Five/Eight asymmetric compound serum Near him re-refracting taste That's laced with venom chalk-like paste To leave the people's minds debased With individualistic post apocalyptic Richtic Norms Pushing people to their limit In a storm Of laid back, gilded spirits Setting back our business And its plat-form We need to bring in something Special and essential To our proven, stable Waybill in our haste Until the field is level We can't just locke it u p Ideas need be shouted up Into the heavens, praise above Just ask adam, he's had enough To put us back on nation's, wealth engraved in Celtic fringes blasting parties Hardly working, not so sorry About the towns without an army This type of action Can put us back in We've got no track in But this is happenin'