If Jeff Swiney Had A Hammer

I want to see a scene unified

Where everybody knows everyone

The hole in this broken ship gets repaired

Here in the valley of the slum

We won't need to copy, shit-talk or lie

We could have our own thing goin'

We could have shows every single night

People would admire what we're doin'

These are our ideals

These are our demands

Get on the floor and put up your hands

We'll ball-gag your mouth

Turn the safety off

Squeeze the trigger and rock

And I wanna see Olympia in flames

Omaha reduced to dust

We need to stop fighting, stop hating, and start writing

We must we must we must

These are our ideals

These are our demands

Get on the floor and put up your hands

We'll ball-gag your mouth

Turn the safety off

Squeeze the trigger and rock

These are our ideals

These are our demands

Get on the floor and put up your hands

We'll ball-gag your mouth

Turn the safety off

Squeeze the trigger and rock