The Rebel Spell - December 8th, 1980 Lyrics

1980. Reagan is sworn in and he promises to make Amerika strong again. Build up the military. Rid all the Communists, and start an arms race only he can win. West 72nd street, Manhattan. Mark David Chapman with a gun in his hand. A Manchurian candidate on a star struck date, whos body is a tool for the CIA. As he looks up from the side walk, surroundings come into view. His eyes track back down past his wrist. His mind is not his own, nor is the gun that he's holding and he has the strange sensation of wondering what he will do. Lennon wanted a revolution, and that was more than they could take. The Republicans needed a solution. Aggression's how they communicate.
1980, Christmas not too far away. A songwriter crawls dying in the night. Four 38's caught in his back and a black-op pawn re-writes Catcher in the Rye. Not a worldwide leader, but a worldwide motivator of anti-war activism with the power to cause peace. When 5 years in hiding only makes your legend stronger there is only one way to stop you. Imagine what could have been. Never before or since has one person held an influence on so many people to move toward peace and all that it means. Then put yourself in Reagan's shoes. What would you do? Lennon wanted a revolution, and that was more than they could take. The Republicans needed a solution. Aggression's how they communicate.

Justify the slaughter in Nicaragua, El Salvador and the death in Guatemala. A threat to you, and how you control.You use fear. You use hate. You use terror. You use pain. Take a deep breath. 2 hands on the revolver. Cock the hammer. Don't pull, squeeze the trigger. John Hinkley Jr. My hero. Shoot straight, next time shoot straight. Next time shoot straight! Lennon wanted a revolution, and that was more than they could take. The Republicans needed a solution. Aggression is how they communicate.