From the slums to the suburbs there`s a rallying cry, people are kicking authority, blacking its eye. It`s sure time to party when your freedom comes, flowers poking out of the barrels of guns.
Like a punch-drunk fighter, I see your power fade, talking your place in this mad, mad, mad parade.
You pulled the pin from the last hand-grenade, .. .. It`s the start of a new decade.
You`ll get your liberation from the soldiers and the cops, the new wall is built and that is where the buck stops. The underground has risen, select a chosen few. So throw out the old, bring in the new.
You`ve over-run the ignorant, the bigots and the fools, burnin` in the decadence .. the new mob rules.
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