Alternative Facts from Pre-Roll by Jeff Bousquet

What do I say now, when I open the door?
Come on in and tiptoe across the floor
Now you enjoy yourself, while you're inside!
Never mind that hate you'll find, hiding behind the pride...

We're all in this together, but I've lost track of what this is
And I want to make it better, but I don't know where to begin
And I'm just as scared as you are that this plane is gonna crash
But I wont sit and let this fucking burn.

Where do I live now?
Home is foreign to me
Are my neighbors safe, and are we really free?
Who can we trust now, to lead us on?
Is there any end to picket signs and protest songs?

Now we're all in this together, but I've lost track of what this is
And I want to make it better, but I don't know where to begin
And I'm just as scared as you are that this plane is gonna crash
But I wont sit and let this fucking burn.

Kindness isn't lost completely, it's just buried somewhere deep
The future's slipping through the cracks now
And none of us can really see
Are you just as mad as I am?
Are you this lost and confused?
All this false patriotism has us surely bound to lose...

What will be left now, when the last are gone?
What will it take to drive this broken engine on?
This planet's dying, and we are too
We've got to trade this fucking farce for something new.

Now we're all in this together, though I've lost track of what this is
And I'll try to make it better, though I don't know where to begin
And I'm just as scared as you are that this whole thing's gonna crash
But we don't have to let this fucking burn.

• Acoustic
• Alternative
• Folk
• Punk
• folk punk
• Boston