Lyrics

THE RESISTANCE



IN THE MIDST OF THE RESISTANCE, STANDS A MAN STRONG AND TALL
HE HAS HIS HEAD HELD HIGH, BUT HIS BACK?S AGAINST THE WALL

HE WASN?T ALWAYS ANGRY, UNTIL THE DAY HE SAW
IN THE MIDST OF THE RESISTANCE, NO ONE CARES AT ALL

SO HE TAKES HIS PLACE BEFORE US, HOLDS HIS WEAPON HIGH
A FERVENT FIGHT FOR FREEDOM IS IN HIS BATTLE CRY

HIS WEAPON?S NOT A RIFLE, IT?S A BEAT UP OLD GUITAR
HIS WAR IS NOT A WORLD AWAY, IT?S RIGHT IN HIS BACK YARD

HE?S SINGING OUT FOR HUNGER, HE?S SINGING OUT FOR PAIN
HE?S SINGING FOR THE HOMELESS IN THE SHELTER DOWN ON MAIN

AND ANYONE WHO LISTENS AND THEN LENDS A HAND
DESERVES A PLACE BESIDE HIM THEY?RE INSTRUMENTAL IN HIS BAND

AND WHEN HE?S GRAY AND OLDER AND STARTS TO SHOW HIS AGE
ANOTHER REBEL WILL REPLACE HIM AND TAKE HIS TURN UPON THE STAGE

HE?LL MAKE HIS STAND BEFORE US AND HOLD HIS WEAPON HIGH
A FERVENT FIGHT FOR FREEDOM IS IN HIS BATTLE CRY

HIS WEAPON?S NOT A RIFLE, IT?S A BEAT UP OLD GUITAR
HIS WAR IS NOT A WORLD AWAY, IT?S RIGHT IN HIS BACKYARD

HE?S SINGING OUT FOR HUNGER, HE?S SINGING OUT FOR PAIN
HE?S SINGING FOR THE HOMELESS IN THE SHELTER DOWN ON MAIN

AND ANYONE WHO LISTENS AND THEN LENDS A HAND
DESERVES A PLACE BESIDE HIM THEY?RE INSTRUMENTAL IN HIS BAND

IN THE MIDST OF THE RESISTANCE STANDS A MAN STRONG AND TALL
HAS HIS HEAD HELD HIGH BUT HIS BACK?S AGAINST THE WALL


copyright 2000 James Mohr