Death. Battery. Rogue.
by Gaby Labotka
Rise and shine, you shakers and scribes,
Grab your trimeth acid and look alive.
The Sandmen are hunting.
The city's a hive,
And the Angels are hoping to trap you inside.
But you scavengers, you rogues,
That are out on the move,
You sleepless dreamers running
With something to prove.
Stay awake! Stay Alive!
And always fight back!
If you doze and you dream,
They'll make you a battery pack.
There's a...
Rise and shine, you shakers and scribes,
Grab your trimeth acid and look alive.
The Sandmen are hunting.
The city's a hive,
And the Angels are hoping to trap you inside.
But you scavengers, you rogues,
That are out on the move,
You sleepless dreamers running
With something to prove.
Stay awake! Stay Alive!
And always fight back!
If you doze and you dream,
They'll make you a battery pack.
There's a chance, not a big one,
Through the arrows and slings...
But nobody is safe until The Vision sings
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