On The Sly

Gather up ye pots and cans
Gonna have to share the amps
And move along from band to band
A race against the sinking sand
If the pigs come cruising by
We'll turn off all the lights
And keep the stick from hittin' skin
Until they're 'round the bend
This is where the Salt are sharing spit and sweat and steam
The kids may all get out alive, but none of them go home the same
Another space is closed, you got no place left to go
So go save someone else and don't you tell me 'bout no fire code
So welcome to the show
Down underground underneath below
Here you can make your own
Just keep the smoke down
Keep your smoke from rising
There's a Laundromat on Main
By night another place
From generators, vacant lots
To underneath the Coffee Shop
"Someone upstairs is cool
Just leave no trace of you."
It's like a new inebriation
Against Prohibition
Only catch is you can't post the time or place
You got whisper codes on down the lane, it works better anyway
See, we tried to be legit, we got bound in red tape
So had to do it on the sly. This is your noise complaint
So welcome to the show
Down underground underneath below
Here you can make your own
Just keep the smoke down
Keep your smoke from rising
So we stand against the law:
Singers, Dancers, Brewers, Drinkers stand against the law
We see a celebration and they see a battle call
Let's put the Middlemen out of a job
Is this a celebration or is this a battle call?