Torches and Pitchforks

We will fight you from the mountains
And we will fight you in the streets
And we will fight you in the valleys
You cannot take what isn’t yours
And we will fight your goons and lawyers
And we will fight your Pinkertons
And we will fight your bought-off Congressmen
You cannot take what isn’t yours
So la da da
Da da da da da da da
La da da da
Da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da
And we will take you from your mansions
We’ll burn your towers to the ground
And you will reap the whirlwind that you’ve sown
You cannot take what isn’t yours
You cannot take what isn’t yours