Rob Getzschman - Pockets of Resistance

Well the train I ride has an old-school engine, fourteen coaches long
And the battle cry of a new republic stokes my fire strong
There's forty-nine tracks into Union Station off the east Atlantic line
Come crash through the walls of a generation right about suppertime
Hey yeah, we got the satellite hookup
Hey yeah, we got the frequency
Hey yeah, for all the lone guerrilla monitors
When the angels sing
Well the girl I love is a revolutionary like the written word
Hidden on a page that'll change the ages once it's seen and heard
I've heard about a plan for to sink the man around the industry underground
When the media quacks read the teleprompters, they'll know what's going down
Hey yeah, we got the satellite hookup
Hey yeah, we got the frequency
Hey yeah, for all the lone guerrilla monitors
Who know what they say and they say what they mean when they say
Pockets of resistance are rising
All around this town
And the old regime is just a clipper capsizing
When we shake 'em down
The man with the sandwich board will tell you to repent 'cause the end is near
But it don't matter none 'til you join the rebellion and open your eyes and ears
Hey yeah, we got the satellite hookup
Hey yeah, we got the frequency
Hey yeah, for all the lone guerrilla monitors
Who know what they say and they say what they mean when they say
Pockets of resistance are rising
All around this town
And the old regime is just a clipper capsizing
When we shake 'em down

Written by:
Robert Getzschman

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