Elementary Cemetery Lyrics

Hey little child, will you drift on through life
Or will you tear it apart?
And learn to sing your own songs.

Hey there sleepwalkers
We'll you can't hear me anyway
So swallow all your pills
And sing a long to silent songs

Hey there rebels will you tear on through life?
Swiping moms credit card
And forget to sing your own songs

Those siren songs won't set us free
And can't you look at me honestly
And say it ain't your own hand that holds you down
It's all just fakes and slaves to me

Burn burn burn
Your flags to ashes and see
That the trouble in you
Ain't the trouble in me
Just like the tax paying hippie
Shake the hand that holds you down
Secret slavery

We got a god to bless the honest man
With ignorance and a one night stand.
The kids lunchbox is full of chemicals
Mommies making addiction something medical

Burn burn burn
Your flags to ashes and see
That the trouble in you
Ain't the trouble in me
Just like the tax paying hippie
Shake the hand that holds you down
Secret slavery