Song Length |
3:36 |
Genre |
Rock - General, Rock - Alternative |
Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
Swol
The locusts swarm from hand to hand
Beginning with the tall white man
The timid children hide their hands
Avoiding more embarrassment
The years unkind
The brain unwinds
A boy stands up and speaks his mind
I think you're outta control
The senior uses cruel tactics
He's lost his grasp on all respect
The tall white man, he flips his lid
Demands the boy to show his wrists
The girls and boys become one voice
The instructor must be destroyed
We think you're outta control
We are assuming control
We!
We've got our friends!
We're willing to fight!
We're gonna win!
We'll win tonight!
Magic fingers on guitar!