Itâ€™s time for a change.
The zombies are going through another phase.
Different flavors same old shit.
Weâ€™ve got to stop it now, weâ€™ve got to do it.
Turn up the volume, all the way now.
Look and behold, revolution rock nâ€™ roll.
Itâ€™s time to take a stand, revolution rock nâ€™ roll.
Iâ€™m sick of the radio, the air waves are dead and empty.
I need this shit like a bullet in the head.
Weâ€™ve got to get out now, before weâ€™re all dead.
To them weâ€™re not people, just buying units.
They keep themselves safe in their hi-rise,
Giving us gargage in disguise.
If they could just look into our eyes
And see that weâ€™ve had enough this nonsense wouldnâ€™t begin.
This bullshit has to end.