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Microphones in the trees…
Microphones in the trees
Cameras in the sky
Antennas in the canyons
And the lobbys full of spies
For us who are like bulldozers
Sleeping in the sun
For us who are like lightning
Buried in the mud
Dont give up
Dont give in
Our time will come
Cause we are the flood
Microphones in the trees…
So grab my hand
Lets set some fires
This citys piss
All hung with wires
To kiss a tit
Or have ones tit kissed
On bended-knee
Its all you need
Lets build ships
Lets drift away
Our mighty fleet
Must float again
Dont give up
Dont give in
Our time will come
Cause we…
We are the flood…
Microphones in the trees…