From the recording 6 To 3 (November 25, 2022)
Lyrics
You’re using their bodies as battering rams
Under the guise of progression, but you don’t give a damn
It’s money and weapons and racist decrees
Sexism forcing them down on their knees
Well we’re tired of being your pacifist drones
A call to force you to leave women alone
Well we’re here to stare silent while you call the cops
So they can sit with a cold one, count the women they’ve shot
Not your property
They’re not your bodies and they hate your guts
(Not your property)
So focus on your golf swing and your shriveled white nuts
(Not your property)
It’s pious, judgmental, hypocritical shit
And hillbilly votes and fucking halfwits
Well we’re tired of being your pacifist drones
A call to force you to leave women alone
Well we’re here to stare silent while you call the cops
So they can sit with a cold one, count the women they’ve shot
Not your property
We’ll watch all the clinics turn into
Churches and gun ranges
And sit in the bank and watch the families starve.
Not your property