Pass the Vinegar

(music & words: Dave Anter)

beneath the surface here you'll find us
somewhere underground
out of reach of the authorities
liberties and freedoms found

it seems so wicked on the outside
far too brutal on this path
we build this wall around ourselves
with just one window for the wicked

thank you for the flowers
i threw them on the fire

and we'll be walking on the outside
we once were filled with pride
and now some measure of disgust