Charles Bronson Debate Team Bake Sale Lyrics

Draw the sword we've all seen before
The bandwagon cuts deep and drains
out all the fun that I
f*ckin' ever had in me

With quick tongues, the blood runs fast
but I hope in two weeks your beliefs still last
cuz it's f*cking politics, not the music that you dumbasses all romanticize
So who f*cking cares if I make a fool
out of myself in your eyes

I just can't find the right words to scream
that cookies and cake will never f*ckin' set a prisoner free