And it's a slow ride, at the airport
and flying out to listen to those bad guitars
and it's a showdown, we got the bandstand blarin' out the bathroom
c'mon listen up cause it's an anthem
and all the kids takin' post rock and flockin' to their fancy shows
well it's a hoedown with their arms up eyes plucked and screamin' for those
loud guitars we're preachin' madness we got the movement,
subtly and sifting out the slow support
and it's a trip home from the court house and back into the cell block we're reppin' stateside LA to P5D all people worldwide
bust the tape in and tussle with bass line.