You Might Be a Terrorist

slacker rock, motorik krautrock, trip hop

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[Verse 1]

There's a memo in the mail from the National Guard,
Says my thoughts are suspicious, and my yard looks "odd."
They flagged my bumper sticker that said "Be Kind,"
Said compassion's un-American in the modern mind.
They don't need your guns, they don't need your plans,
Just your browsing history and your recycling cans.
I lit a candle for peace, now they're checking my trash—
Guess enlightenment's a threat to the billionaire class.

[Chorus]

🎶 You might be a terrorist, babe,
If you dream too loud or refuse to obey.
Don't say "love" or "share," that's Marxist code—
Keep your head down and pay what you're owed. 🎶

[Verse 2]

They said I'm anti-American 'cause I question war,
Anti-capitalist 'cause I shop at the thrift store.
Anti-Christian 'cause I asked, "Would Jesus buy stock?"
In oil, guns, and private-prison blocks.
They got algorithms sniffin' for heretical tone,
Alexa's turnin' state's evidence from my phone.
I sneezed in a crowd—someone called that dissent,
Now my name's in bold on a government list.

[Chorus]

🎶 You might be a terrorist, friend,
If your playlist's folk past 2010.
If you donate to charity or march for peace,
Better lawyer up, 'cause rights ain't free! 🎶

[Verse 2.5 – Prairieland]

In Texas they proved what the memo portends—
Alvarado, Prairieland, calling dissidents "friends."
A hundred years for defending your own,
Thirty for moving some zines to a home.
Maricela asked once, got seventy years,
NSPM-7 made crystal what we all feared:
"First Antifa sentencing post-decree," they crowed—
Solidarity's sedition when you disobey the code.

[Bridge – Spoken, mock announcement]

"Citizens! Remember: independent thought is an early sign of radicalization.
Report all neighbors growing vegetables, reading philosophy,
Or questioning the free market. For safety. Of course."

[Verse 3]

Now the church says "Amen," and the state says "Y'all,"
And they're teachin' kids fear in the name of law.
It's a new Inquisition with a digital stake,
Burnin' witches in Wi-Fi's wake.
My priest got raided for preachin' "be fair,"
My banker got medals for billion-dollar prayer.
And the memo said "Love thy neighbor — unless
They voted blue, or wear hemp vests."

[Final Chorus]

🎶 You might be a terrorist, pal,
If you think too much or refuse to bow down.
They'll take your cross, your check, your mind,
'Cause freedom's the crime they don't wanna find. 🎶

[Outro – Fading chant]

"Anti-American, anti-capitalist,
Anti-Christian—add me to the list!"
(Yeah, if thinking's a crime,
Then I'm doin' my time…)

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[Verse 1] There's a memo in the mail from the National Guard, Says my thoughts are suspicious, and my yard looks "odd." They flagged my bumper sticker that said "Be Kind," Said compassion's un-American in the modern mind. They don't need your guns, they don't need your plans, Just your browsing history and your recycling cans. I lit a candle for peace, now they're checking my trash— Guess enlightenment's a threat to the billionaire class. [Chorus] 🎶 You might be a terrorist, babe, If you dream too loud or refuse to obey. Don't say "love" or "share," that's Marxist code— Keep your head down and pay what you're owed. 🎶 [Verse 2] They said I'm anti-American 'cause I question war, Anti-capitalist 'cause I shop at the thrift store. Anti-Christian 'cause I asked, "Would Jesus buy stock?" In oil, guns, and private-prison blocks. They got algorithms sniffin' for heretical tone, Alexa's turnin' state's evidence from my phone. I sneezed in a crowd—someone called that dissent, Now my name's in bold on a government list. [Chorus] 🎶 You might be a terrorist, friend, If your playlist's folk past 2010. If you donate to charity or march for peace, Better lawyer up, 'cause rights ain't free! 🎶 [Verse 2.5 – Prairieland] In Texas they proved what the memo portends— Alvarado, Prairieland, calling dissidents "friends." A hundred years for defending your own, Thirty for moving some zines to a home. Maricela asked once, got seventy years, NSPM-7 made crystal what we all feared: "First Antifa sentencing post-decree," they crowed— Solidarity's sedition when you disobey the code. [Bridge – Spoken, mock announcement] "Citizens! Remember: independent thought is an early sign of radicalization. Report all neighbors growing vegetables, reading philosophy, Or questioning the free market. For safety. Of course." [Verse 3] Now the church says "Amen," and the state says "Y'all," And they're teachin' kids fear in the name of law. It's a new Inquisition with a digital stake, Burnin' witches in Wi-Fi's wake. My priest got raided for preachin' "be fair," My banker got medals for billion-dollar prayer. And the memo said "Love thy neighbor — unless They voted blue, or wear hemp vests." [Final Chorus] 🎶 You might be a terrorist, pal, If you think too much or refuse to bow down. They'll take your cross, your check, your mind, 'Cause freedom's the crime they don't wanna find. 🎶 [Outro – Fading chant] "Anti-American, anti-capitalist, Anti-Christian—add me to the list!" (Yeah, if thinking's a crime, Then I'm doin' my time…)

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