Peasants Lyrics

Cellar Door Peasants

When we first meet our protagonist he is asleep, dreaming of nothing. He thinks too much, he wants too much.

Later on, walking down the street, thinking:

“We need no state but a union. The absent leaders are in war with history and our freedom.”

They are all loving land of the free. They think of him as a traitor, committing treason by dreams. As a traitor and godless he walks the streets.

Our protagonist sleeps again. Self-destruction is the only way to salvation, a martyr for the working class.

No more controlling, no more manipulation.

As a traitor and godless he walks the streets.
He’s still a peasant, we are all still peasants.