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Propagandhi
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New Homes For Idle Hands
Lyricist:J. Smith, V. Day
Suburbs tremble again Fearing the have nots at the window Collecting their fair share Guns and alarms aren't enough
They demand justice And every criminal locked away As well as any kid Who might do something wrong
There's a jail out of town With fences so high We won't think about who's inside
Neighbors are disappearing Behind the bars Kids are doing time for petty crimes It don't matter who they are It don't matter that they're alive
A warehouse for victims Of circumstance Cops are rounding up slaves Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Workers that can't complain Or come late
A workforce behind bars They'll make gadgets Circuit boards or fix cars It don't matter who they are It don't matter that they're alive
Crime pays Ask the bankers floating bonds To build cages For the inner city's 'idle hands' Instead of schools
Factories with fences Meet the prisons without walls We shall have your skulls They'll kick you to the ground
You'll find yourself employed again On the inside
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