Lletres: Sonic Youth. Dirty. Chapel Hill.

Back in the days when the battles raged
And we thought it was nothin'
A bookstore man meets the CIA and we know
Throw me a cord and plug it in, get the cradle rockin'
And out with the redneck pig, old men, and it's go

The hair in the hole in my head, too bad the scene is dead
The memories in the shadow, back in time again

And I can't forget your terrorized face
When you cried for the shameless
Wasted life Ameri-K-K-can and you smile
So, why should we run when we cannot hide? And my flag is burnin'
And we could be wrong but that's alright, we'll rise again

The hair in the hole in my head, too bad the scene is dead
The memories in the shadow, it's back in time again

Lookin' away it's another day and of course we love you
Radical man is the CIA and we say no
We'll round up the Durham H.C. kids, and the Char Grill Killers
Jesse H. come into our pit, all ages show

The hair in the hole in my head, too bad the scene is dead
The memories in the shadow, it's back in time again