Call it catechism, cataclysm we ascended Surviving only through only methods we invented Following the bands that bombed the industry before us Ethics evergreen like we're working for the florist I'd rather have a label ignore us than compromise Kick the nazi's out the show, we will not apologize The scene is what we make it and we're bracing for the storm Start a fire in the crowd, the kindle keeps our hearts warm Start a band Write a song Years later we're on the grind Work a job Pay the bills What the fucks a bottom line? To some dudes feeling doomed with some underused potential Solemn with the problems all identified as mental Practice unit rental but the Mulligan is Hot Yeah we say our rhymes loud and we say'm non-stop To the block where we grew up, shout out to LU Make our own tapes, represent the whole crew Book us at the show, you know we'll go hard Mix the upstrokes for the ska-vant garde Do it Yourself or don't You reap what grows from the seeds you sow Let a record label go and throw the first stone Hold on to your hats boys a storm is coming through Its gonna shake the ground beneath us and distort the ocean view Because the beach is only gorgeous if the sun embraces sand But when the rain is overhead they scurry onto solid land It would be too discouraging to paddle through the waves Even if the sun behind the clouds is faintly in our gaze But the legs grow weak when they only sit idle Challenging endeavors for the muscle growth is vital Even if the wave that pulls you under is a tidal Avoiding it only gives a little power to the rival I don't see the purpose in hiding behind the curtains When it's certain that the glass that sits behind them isn't perfect It can shatter any second now We don't know if it's going to The mind is just house but Windows break when bricks are thrown at you Shrapnel to the eyes of a decent man in position is the side affect of humans trying to rob him of his vision So we hold fast to what we think we need to do Feeling what is best and knowing we don't have a clue Walking on our feet but never fitting in the shoe Walking on our feet but never fitting in the shoe