Just Call Me Ace - Holler

You, with all your fancy talk
And your arrogant disgust
Your fancy paper coffee cups
You don't speak for us

They holler for the hurt
They holler for the hunger
They holler to be heard
When they cannot find the words

You and all your fancy friends 
All the crooked and elitist
Colluding in your country clubs
You don't get to speak for us

They holler for the hurt
They holler for the hunger
They holler to be heard
When they cannot find the words

But he's our rancor and our rage
A champion of our hate 
He's a pretext to retaliate

They holler for the hurt
They holler for the hunger
They holler to be heard
When they cannot find the words

Written by:
Asser Øllgaard

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