Pound for the Sound - Capdown

Oh dear its your nightmare

Coz its started and we’re laughing

You ain’t taking nothing nowhere

Oh dear its your nightmare

Strangers united and now freedom fighters

Create another law and we’ll find another way

Cos you try to close us down

But take a look around

Theres only so much bullshit people are gonna sit and take

This time

You’re to late

In numbers and empowered by 6K of bass

These are sad time of capital crimes

Its all got a price and a law to govern you

Dictated consumption

In each and every way and everything that you wanna do

These are sad times of capital crimes

But we still defy

Mans original virtue productive action as we dance in peace

And so what you gonna do?

We’re all freedom fighters

Coz these sounds unite us