For those of you unfamiliar with Hilarity, Hilarity is an awesome squat house in Oakland that has a long standing history of housing punk/anarchist/queer/radical folks. I’ve spent a few nights there: highlights were wild conversations, dumpster diving and coming home late to a garage full of folks sitting around watching the rats play in the trash. Ratz are nice. We all can coexist!
Whose house?
Our house!
Deep in the night
We’re popping the locks
We’re gonna take another one
That’s three on the block
The people say this neighborhood
Has gone to hell
Well we’re gonna build it back ourselves
Whose house?
Our house!
We’re showing the neighbors
That we’re fixing it up
We’ve introduced ourselves
And they know what’s up
And when we plant the garden
In that empty lot
We show ’em that we’re not all talk
Whose house?
Our house!
We’re fighting the fight
We know our rights
When people live together
They can organize
And when the cops come
To take us to jail
We say, “Can’t you see my name’s on the mail, officer?”
Whose house?
Our house!
They take us to court
We pack that room
It doesn’t really matter
What that judge rules
Cause we’ve been taking measures
To defend our home
Like MaCaulay in Home Alone
Whose house?
Our house!
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