Cajun
Lyrics by Big Ugly Jim
There's a cajun in the crowd who has a bullet in his hand
There's a hippie to the left of me who never took a stand
There's a teenaged kid who wants to be another Iggy Pop
And there's a cajun in the crowd who isn't ever gonna stop
We're not allowed to gather and we're not allowed to speak
And so we try to look distracted as the crowd begins to creep
Towards the man who stands there quiet in the early morning light
If there's gonna be tomorrow then we have to act tonight
It's an act of revolution it's an act of anarchy
That's the crap they want to feed you so you don't come stand with me
But the crowd is slowly growing and the message really speaks
To all the boys and all the girls who won't take orders from the creeps