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lyrics
Dirt Roads off a beaten course, Let the sweat roll down your brow
Another night spent scared to sleep, Another day spent rotting in the sun
Seasons change, We pray for rain. Pray for a day when salvation comes
Leave praying for another day, by the night, we may not have the voice to sing
When will the Revolution come?
It is Tradition. It is Our Tradition.
When will the Revolution come?
Muddy Fields off a beaten path, Smoke clouds in the Jungle, we retreat
What could they want with us, with our Mud & Trees & Leaves
Send news to the few left back, do not follow in our steps
In fact turn the other way & run & run until you’ve got nothing left
When will the Revolution come?
It is Tradition. It is Our Tradition.
When will the Revolution come?
It is Tradition. It is Our Tradition.
When will the Revolution come?
Afrofuturist punk from Philly that twists the hardcore sounds of '90s DC and San Diego into a seething mass of wires and roots. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 3, 2019