Down there next to the shore
People away from  home
Green fields are food for their minds
That's all they have inside

Pay them dollars fuck their daughters
I don't wanna know I'm almost sober
Bodies on the floor can take much more
Under the cover of honest somewhere
Where no one can see a culture with no future no faith No
way
just hope that together they will change the world

Why do you fight It every day
Why do you try to go away
Don't ever ask me to relay
On you...

Revolution no solution
Fighting to the death for the sack of the future
A wrong way to get it right
Make love smoke pot with hands full of blood
What? You thought you are free?
No question its your imagination
Everyone is locked in a cage stuck on that page away from
the stage

They are coming back again
Coming like a bomb to your head
They are coming back again

Why do you fight It every day
Why do you try to go away
Don't ever ask me to relay
On you...