W.D. Neely

Resistance

Resistance

The tribes are on the warpath
The wolf is at the door
And you can’t sit around and watch this anymore
Give up your ho-hum existence
Head stuck in the sand
Come out and join the resistance
Show up, speak up, take a stand

The cards are on the table
The fat is in the fire
And we can’t muck around and wallow in the mire
You hear those drums in the distance?
Closer every day
Come out and join the resistance
Speak out, hold out, lead the way

No time to test the waters or second guess
Roll up your sleeves and let’s start cleaning up this mess

It’s time to stop this madness
It’s time to right this wrong
We stood around and let it fester far too long
Step up and lend your assistance
We won’t win unless
We all unite in resistance
No excuses—just say yes

Roll up your sleeves and let’s start cleaning up this mess
Roll up your sleeves and let’s start cleaning up this mess
Roll up your sleeves and let’s start cleaning up this mess