Mother from Fortunate Isles by Pirates City

Today, the time has finally come to,
run straight, and do the things you kept on hold.
Grab life by the hair and leave them wondering.
This ship's set up to sink, and you won't drown with it.

Dispise, this chain of never-ending lies.
Sometimes, there is no way to compromise.
You're always on the clock, they'll never let you stop.
Don't bite the hand that feeds, devour it from within.

Well now mother don't you lose your sleep tonight.
Your little boy's grown to a man.
With both fists in the air I won't be petrified.
I'll never stop staring at the sky.

Restrain, the aching feeling to give up.
Today, there's nothing that can make you stop.
The fear makes you weak, move up your trembling feet.
Show them your heart and soul, there is no time to stall.

Stand up and take a chance against the odds.
Fight back, it's turning to an all-out war.
The city's burning up, our voices reach the stars.
Protecting what is ours, that's what it's all about.

• Punk
• dub
• punk rock
• reggae
• ska punk
• skate punk
• Athens