And no one dares to ask them what they do after dark And the prize they give to men who kill is a statue in the park Don't let them cut your wings dear ones before you learn to fly Too soon the game will seem too real and then no one will ask why I'm scared to start but can't stop my heat now I want the Revolution It's what they do not what they say that screams out "it's a lie" Let's hang together then good friends or you know we'll hang alone And the hawks that fly will tear your eyes and rip the skin clean off your bones I'm afraid to die but I'm a man inside and I need the Revolution And I'm crying watching brothers of mine doing time for making those waves About evil men who've been sittin' on them laughin' lovin' the system they've saved All those heavy handed hit down hard arms have pushed me to this fight And I'm tired of seeing our name done wrong when it's us who gives 'em the right And if looks can tell sure as hell we're gonna have our RevolutionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
