No Throne, No Crown, No King

[Intro] “No thrones. No crowns. No kings.”—together, we stand tall. “No thrones. No crowns. No kings.”—together, we stand tall. “No thrones. No crowns. No kings.”—together, we stand tall. [Verse 1] “No Kings since seventeen seventy six ,” the banners cry in streets on fire, “Let freedom ring! We don’t want a king!” hopes rising higher. We speak in Foxtrot Delta Tango, coded heartbeat of the fight— “FDT,” we whisper loud through solemn candlelight. For “We the People” stand unbowed, our voices joined as one, “No thrones. No crowns. No kings.”—our revolution’s just begun. [Chorus] We are free—no tyrant on our ground, Bound by law, not by a crown. No law shall bind our voice right now, In truth and speech, we won’t bow. No muzzle on thought, no silence bought, Our voices rise where battles are fought. No chains on ink, no leash on the press, We speak, we march, we won’t suppress. We assemble bold, through storm and flame, Each cry for justice bears a name. No kings, no lies, no fear allowed— The people stand. The people are loud. [Verse 2] They say, “Agent Orange must go,” from Philly to L.A.’s glare, “People over billionaires”—resistance fills the air. Our signs ask, “Didn’t we do this already?” cried by patriots dressed in red, Reclaiming flags of liberty—the columns where our courage’s led. For “No Kings, but Yaaas Queen!”—our joy is fierce and bold, A people’s anthem loud and bright, our spirit won’t be sold. [Bridge] “The right of the people peaceably to assemble…” we claim, “And to petition the Government”—no fear to speak our name. So here we are, brave voices in the land our Founders made, “No Kings”—our vow. “FDT”—our secret blade. [Final Chorus] We are free—no tyrant on our ground, Bound by law, not by a crown. No law shall bind our voice right now, In truth and speech, we won’t bow. No muzzle on thought, no silence bought, Our voices rise where battles are fought. No chains on ink, no leash on the press, We speak, we march, we won’t suppress. We assemble bold, through storm and flame, Each cry for justice bears a name. No kings, no lies, no fear allowed— The people stand. The people are loud. No kings upon our shores, no throne to bind our soul, No monarch in a million masks, no crown to steal control. We carry codes in quiet strength—Foxtrot Delta Tango rings: No throne, no tyrant, no thanks, the cipher that rebellion brings. Under skies of red, white, blue, we hear our forebears’ call— “No thrones. No crowns. No kings.”—together, we stand tall. [Verse 3] The heat of the streets melts ICE at the gate, No more cages, no more hate. We rise for the dream that all belong, Different voices, same freedom song. No borders on love, no chains on kin, We fight ‘til the cold world warms from within. Every flag, every faith, every shade of skin— We the people means let them in. [Outro] “No thrones. No crowns. No kings.”—together, we stand tall.