Time is a Flat Circle (Pit) Lyrics

A song about the cycles of culture and punk being a 'folk' music

Over John Browns body lies a dead Kennedy

Up for the mayoral nominations of Harpers Ferry

Standing on shoulders several hundred thousand deep

Their truths will go marching on

Oh gods and kings and Ceos will forever try to seem

Like they're untouchable and ordained, and that's how that it should be

Through lineage, the mandate of heaven or ticks on the DOW Jones

The names and facts are gonna change but the rage will always be our own

Well humanity is consistent yeah, despite the day to day

The mislead youth, the drunken bards, the pencils stuck in tape

You yourself may yet be referenced at a later date

And your mistakes will be the first thing they try to emulate

Oh gods and kings and Ceos will forever try to seem

Like they're untouchable and ordained and that's how that it should be

Lineage, the mandate of heaven or ticks on the DOW Jones

The names and facts are gonna change but the rage will always be our own

Well its 1939 take a look and stand up

For the impending meltdown or the coming freeze up

Swingjuden played through a thousand-watt setup

Forever dropping hints but they'll never pick it up

Gods and kings and Ceos will forever try to seem

Untouchable and ordained and that's how that it should be

Lineage, mandate of heaven or ticks on the DOW Jones

The names and facts are gonna change but the rage will always be our own

Oi Oi Oi, straight out tha shtetel

Scots wha' hae' the blood of rebels

Black Spiritual exodus from chattel

The Coal Creek Amazon will be unsettled

Oh gods and kings and Ceos will forever try to seem

Untouchable and ordained and that's how that it should be

Through lineage, the mandate of heaven or ticks on the DOW Jones

The names and facts are gonna change but the rage will always be our own

Our echoes in the dark

Will be bright as a single spark

When plebeians been denied

You DIY or fucking die

Go, brings ya hope, reeks of home, down to our bones