The 99

by Vagabondage

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Remember the great economic decline
Of 10/24/1929
That crash on Black Thursday is echoed in time
Different day, same old crime
Different day, same old crime

High in their towers they look down on me
But I am a neo-revolutionary
We are the broken American Dream
But to them, we're the end to a means
But to them, we're the end to a means

So lay down your burdens and turn to the sky
Grit your teeth, open your eyes
Behold a new era and let out a cry
We are the 99

They ride four green horses made of your dollar bills
From Lower Manhattan to Beverly Hills
Their greedy filth-fingers will squeeze us until
Their corporate consumption kills
Their corporate consumption kills

So lay down your burdens and turn to the sky
Grit your teeth, open your eyes
Behold a new era and let out a cry
We are the 99

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released October 24, 2011
John Flaw - vocals, guitar, whistle
Emchy - accordion
Sean Malroy - fiddle

Recorded and Produced by Sean Malroy at Saturn Studios (Ransom Note Records)

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Vagabondage San Francisco, California

Vagabondage is a Bay Area, California based folk-punk band that was born over nachos and wine on a tiny stage in an empty theater in San Francisco’s Mission District. With flasks held high, they play songs of heartbreak, hope, and doom, and have been getting people up on their feet to yell, drink, and sing along to their original songs since 2008. ... more

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