On Independence Day, We curse the British and bring couches into the lawn.
We cursed the rain and moved our couches back inside.
We bless the day that gives us such beautiful light.
We eat meat in the yard. (Those who do not eat meat disguise their vegetables as meat.)
We play the keyboard from street to grimy street.
We practice the freedom to recycle beer bottles in our own front yards.
As the sun sets over the Capital of the Free World, the planning of the next revolution starts.
Alex V drives out to Virginia to jam with the band.
The band houses a great fog machine.
Rock on.
