went to the rally to protest the state   and I started to burn a flag and demonstrate   and the cops stood idly by, but the party wouldn't abide   their thug protest Marshall socked me in the eye   we used to climb roofs and cranes loot on dumpsters and hop trains   till you bought their rag on the imperialist bourgeoisie    and you sold your youth the day you bought their truth    and now you're hawking worker's weekly, issue 3    you never seemed like the type to obey    and take directives from comrades everyday    you used to see their bullshit clear    and the vanguard was something we feared    back when party meant four bands and cheap beer   and your Stalinist revolution is just a fuckwit solution    another form of state-imposed hierarchy    and you sold your youth the day you bought their truth    and now you're hawking worker's weekly, issue 3    “revolution is just about to come    and for two dollars you can read about the fun   one paper at a time the party ladder I will climb    ‘till state power and authority are mine”   yeah well I have imperialists but you turned equally fascist    and your papers won't do jack to get me free    and you sold your youth the day you bought their truth   and now you're hawking worker's weekly, issue 3