L7 Pretend Were Dead

What s up with what s going down In every city, in every town Cramping styles is the plan They ve got in the palm of their big hands When we pretend that we re dead When we pretend that we re dead They can t hear a word we ve said When we pretend that we re dead C mon, c mon, c mon, c mon C mon, c mon, c mon, c mon C mon, c mon, c mon, c mon C mon, c mon, c mon, c mon Turn the tables with our unity They re neither moral nor majority Wake up and smell the coffee Or just say no to individuality When we pr