Revolution in Apt 29 - Wayne Kramer

We’re having a revolution

In apartment 29

Someone brought bazookas

Someone’s chilling wine

We’re having a revolution

We meet on tuesday nights

We’re rapping out our strategy

We’re hot-to-trotskyites

We got the propaganda

We got the plans and the maps

We’ll write a manifesto

Just after chips and pesto

And sleep on the railroad tracks.

We got your infiltrators, perpetrators,

Skinheads, pinheads, commie creeps

Infants and seniors and the nouveau riche

The homeless and the combless

And the chicks from the beach.

We got the software and the hardware,

We got the codes and the keys.

And the beer is imported,

We refuse to be thwarted

Gonna bring the man down to his knees

Gonna bring the man down to his knees

We gwineta do what we fawkking please.

We’re having a revolution

Across all party lines.

We got more problems than solutions

But no one seems to mind.

We’re having a revolution

In apartment 29

Reciting marx and lenin

And squeezing up the limes

We’re having a revolution

And we’re having it right now

There may be blood and bullets…