LYRIC

Sheep and cattle
Tamed and saddled
But I’m
Saving all my white-picket plans for the road
Got soul, got bite
Baptized in neon lights, yeah
Learned about freedom
From stomping and screaming
Gave my blood and gave my salt
I learned about truth on the electric altar

First he came for our sisters
Then he came for our brothers
Then we told him
Not today, motherfucker
We got your number

Now I’m raising this soapbox against a stiff right hand
Never gonna fall in line with the “great” white man
Small hands, small crowds
Bring him down, bring him down, bring him down, bring him down
Kick out the clown

First he came for our sisters
Then he came for our brothers
Then we told him
Not today, motherfucker
We got your number

Never hide behind the way I was born
One for all and all for one, yeah

First they came for our sisters
Then they came for our brothers
Then we told ‘em
Not today, motherfucker
We got your number

Never hide behind the way I was born
One for all and all for one
Never hide behind the way I was born
One for all and all for one

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