We're under attack We're under attack A knife in the back from you The sirens wail and I'm on my way Tied to the world by these four strings I play And they're always out of tune Got a list of your needs and wants 24-hour roadside resistance Is all I got for you Line 'em up and we'll knock 'em down All I have is this raging sound We make and you take what's not bolted down Just one match will burn this town And you'd look so pretty with your head on fire You brought me down, but Joe's amplifier Cuts through my body and now I'm feeling higher Association of thieves and liars Resist—We're under attack Resist—We're under attack Resist A knife in the back from you We're under attack We're under attack A knife in the back from you We make our home wherever we lay I tie my hands with these four strings I play And I break one every other day Get your guitar cord and hang 'em high—all right! Like a piñata, we'll smash 'em for what's inside Then I'll be satisfied You sent us a letter; we wrote you a song Roadside resistance The structure's weak, but the message is strong Roadside resistance Waiting in the shadows for you to respond Roadside resistance You lit the fuse; we hold the bomb Roadside resistance