Against the Current

I woke up at 4:30 and decided to go ahead and get out of bed. Enjoyed a cup of coffee and listened to music. Wide awake now and my central thought this morning is this:

Love may die; punk will not.

I’ll never give up. I’ll never give in.

Fuck racism. Fuck nazis. Fuck your rebel flag and your white Jesus and your Rock the South line-up and your loud muffler. I say that with the freest of speech the United States of America will allow. For now.

I was born of punks. Thank Christ.

Make it worldwide, baby.