There's No "I" in Team - Good Riddance

I can still remember times

Of prosperity while staring clear eyed

With broad strokes of promise

We coloured highlights of our future and

Something we’ll never get

Until we look back with sincere regret

Is our american dream subject to

Collapse beneath their density

And we’ll break before we bend

With tomorrow as yet undetermined

You can write your congressmen

And take your grievences to the highest level

To achieve a common end

To serve the bourgeois, the laissez-faire

Citizens duty-bound so we play our part

If you kill the brain

Then you’ll stop the heart

And we foster the illusion of a

Democratic archetype

Can we forge hope from this devastation

And bring about participation

To stem the apathetic tide

Now poised to wash us all away

And we break before we bend

With tomorrow as yet undetermined

We achieve such selfish ends

'Till we concern ourselves with the plight of others

You can write your congressmen

And fucking spit in the wind

For all the good it’ll do you friend

We haven’t got the luxury

Of neutral oberservation

'Cause when its said and done

We stand or fall as one

And though the situations grave

I think its worth the risk to save

This notion of the free

And the asylum of the brave