Against Me! - Cliché Guevara lyrics

(One, two, three four)

And we'll keep ourselves in a place
Where it's easy to hold onto
And as the last threats came and went this
Is the way that wars are played
Always heading for a front
Heading for a front, headed we go
Into the obscurity of an easy
To pass on feeling objection is so cliché

A new way on a new way on
A new way on a new way on

So can your pop sensibilities sing me
The end of the world?
Turn gunshots and mortar blasts
Into a metaphor of how we are all the same
Well there's a lot of things
That should be said, said
So we're hammering six strings
Machine gun in audible voices
This is the party we came for

A new way on a new way on
A new way on a new way on

We stand in amazement of motion in
A world that is constantly revolving
With plans of invasion and arms races racing
Yeah we rock, we rock, we rock
We rock to the new sensation

A new way on a new way on
A new way on a new way on