Grounds

You will not catch me starin' at the sun

Not suckin' on a dum-dum, not turnin' 'round to run

No hallelujahs and no kingdom comes

So, you will not catch me starin' at the sun

Do you hear that thunder?

That's the sound of strength in numbers

Fee-fee, fi-fi, fo-fo, fum

I smell the blood of a million sons

A million daughters from a hundred thousand guns

Not taught by our teachers on our curriculum

Do you hear that thunder?

That's the sound of strength in numbers

I am I

Unify

Not a single thing has ever been mended

By you standin' there and sayin' you're offended

Go ahead, tell 'em what I've intended

I'll say what I mean, do what I love, and fucking send it

Do you hear that thunder?

That's the sound of strength in numbers

There's nothing brave and nothing useful

You scrawling your aggro shit on the walls of the cubicle

Sayin' my race and class ain't suitable

So, I raise my pink fist and say, "Black is beautiful"

Do you hear that thunder?

That's the sound of strength in numbers

I am I

Unify

I am I

Unify, unify, unify

Do you hear that thunder?