Lyrics

[Verse 1] Little girl, little girl, come shake this world Shake it right to its core Make it clear the revolution is here Then shake it once more Sweet southern Belle, Tattooed Siddal Stand firm on your feet Buzzcut sunshine, eyes so alive Don't you ever retreat! [Chorus] They're not looking for bombs No one's watching the Klan Our security rests upon Honey Baked Ham! If he streets should run red and the girls go wild The powers that be would all blame Caitlin Childs [Verse 2] Sweet terrorist child there's a world to beguile and armies to raise I'm proud to relate that "Enemy of the State" is the greatest praise Dear troublemaker, tiny world shaker Never give in Carry your sign in the picket line and keep a thick skin [Chorus] There are borders to watch, we've shores to defend But on Honey Baked Hams our freedoms depend! If the churches should empty and they burn City Hall Caitlin Childs would catch Hell for it all [Verse 3] Anarchist Saint with a can of spray-paint And a bad attitude Rebellious girl, natural pearl So righteous and rude! Squat-house goddess in a thrift-store dress Quoting Voltaire And the end of the day if nothing changed You're still our Heroine! [Chorus] They're not looking for bombs No one's watching the Klan Our security rests upon Honey Baked Ham! If the cities should tremble and the buildings should fall Caitlin Childs would be blamed for it all [Outro] If the cities should tremble and the buildings should fall Caitlin Childs would be blamed for it all