Mud Sun - The Fourth Cell lyrics

Such a damn shame Five years down the road And we're both exactly the same You're still on your political campaign And you're still chasing the champagne Yeah, well now you're locked down So I guess things can change So what's your game plan mate? I don't plan games I plan to stay solid on it I can still fight the revolution With my ankles chained So I should write... That the movement hasn't lost it's father It's gained a full time writer And a martyr You never were as good a finisher As you were a starter So now you go from rebel fighting to exercising In the yard Making license plates and letter writing As long as I stay defiant I stay fighting As a symbol of the undying heart Whether or not I'm behind bars I still remain free A prison guard can't chain me That's what pains me I hate to see you wasting this opportunity To make your statement plainly My statement is against the whole foundation Of this state's edifice Where the rebel takes the blame And the rich take the benefits That's what I'm saying Can't you see how strange your message is? If you plead not guilty You're saying that the justice system is not only corrupt You're degrading its existence You're saying it's only in place to protect riches You're promoting base anarchy at its most vicious Civil disobedience is an ancient tradition That goes back to Socrates and Plato Engaged citizens who respect the rule of law And want to change it From within Yeah Martin Luther King's civil rights Ghandi's hunger strikes Nelson Mandela with apartheid They were all fighting to shed a harsh light On the injustice of the laws Not to burn down the archives If you plead not guilty Then you're just another part time rebel Showing disregard for life by trying to start riots If I plead guilty I'm admitting committing what's not a crime If a system is wrong at the root it's not wrong to defy it And I do degrade the existence of this system of injustice As much as the worm turns against the boot that crushes it Some laws are valid Yeah but this law's so far corrupted It's just there to keep kings as kings And us as subjects And to protect the rich that run it That's why I'm a dissident If I plead guilty I'm rejecting the possibility of something different And you're rejecting all historical precedent So the story I write Is about the wasted potential Of a glorious fight But, you're right These laws are disgusting Yeah, I just wish you would engage them constructively Instead of disruptively But that's just me And this is just me man If it's principles at stake If I'm going down I'm going with my fists raised Even if it is just symbolic Great We'll get that etched on your grave And you can tell all your cellmates That you're symbolic jail bait Look our politics hit an obvious stale mate I wanted to salvage a failed state And you wanted Che's fate But it's real late in the day to still debate So I just wanted to say If you decide to call in your supporters To organize a voter drive And get your political base fortified I'll help you get it sorted All right? And in the same way When you realize a failed state Is better swept away than renovated The rebel cells are waiting And we'll still be making spaces Where democracy actually happens Day to day And philosophy is born as actual action I think your mind and your pa**ion might help them Just let me know and I'll make sure you're welcome Damn That's my one hour interview finished In less than two minutes So much for the rescue mission Yeah true Listen Baba, here's my mom's number Can you call her? Tell her I'm sorry I couldn't see her Say I love her Of course brother And Baba Your article Yeah? Just tell it true Will do