Garden of Persimmons by Brodie Wilson Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I don't want no institutional garbage
One ear and out the other, disregard it
Turn our minds to mush, that is the target
These are the very demons we're at war with

[Chorus]
Surpass the hierarchy
Attack our democracy
Submerge into anarchy
So we can break the chains of slavery

[Verse 2]
I don't want no prime time television
Practice kung fu on the politicians
I don't want to take all your prescriptions
Or think about your corporate made religions

[Chorus]
Surpass the hierarchy
Attack our democracy
Submerge into anarchy
So we can break the chains of slavery
[Verse 3]
I will not be kicked into submission
By all the petty things that make me sickened
Can't see myself asking for permission
While I stand in the garden of persimmons