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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Desaparecidos
Desaparecidos
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian McElroy
Ian McElroy
Songwriter
Landon Hedges
Landon Hedges
Songwriter
Matt Baum
Matt Baum
Songwriter
Conor Oberst
Conor Oberst
Songwriter
Denver Dailey
Denver Dailey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Desaparecidos
Desaparecidos
Producer
Corina Figueroa Escamilla
Corina Figueroa Escamilla
Engineer
Mike Mogis
Mike Mogis
Producer

Lyrics

It begins when we chain ourselves to the ATMs Make a mess when we pitch our tents on the statehouse steps Now we're taking it, now we're taking it back Now we're taking it, now we're taking it back For the greater good Goddamn Robin Hoods Fan the flames, serve them cocktails down at the Stock Exchange Hear the screams, take our baseball bats to the limousines They'll be talking us, they'll be talking us up They'll be talking us, they'll be talking us up To the journalists If there's any left You know the Sixties proved that change is hit or miss Every bloody pacifist concedes the truth If one must die to save the ninety-nine Maybe it's justified The left is right We're doomed
Writer(s): Conor M. Oberst, Matt S. Baum, Denver Collin Dalley, Ian M. Mcelroy, Landon W. Hedges Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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