Resis Stance

Resis Stance
Seeds of rebellion lay outside your front door
If you nourish them and water them they'll grow into a
healthy what for?
And if revolution isn't what's in store
How can you care anymore?
It's a dangerous slip,
a conscientious shift
In the spirit of resistance you gotta hold your grip
Lest the state of your resolve makes you quickly
devolve to a fundamentalist

You're an archetype,
that they can pin to the wall
As you cling to all convictions like a farm animal in
its stall
Never thinking of the bigger world outside
As they take you for a ride
It's a dangerous slip,
a conscientious shift
In the spirit of resistance you gotta hold your grip
Because passion unabated will be readily conflated
with belligerence
It's a dangerous slip,
a conscientious shift
The spirit of resistance you gotta hold your grip
And the verdict won't be kind 'cuz they're desperate
for a viable alternative
Take a stance. The Resist stance.