Lyrics:
language well
You cannot hide away from love
Though you can run
this could be a revolution
This could be love's resurrection
one door shuts, another opens
Plus d'à quoi bon
Des mots libres
Des maux, démolition
Une révolution
Tous pour la même-même partition
Et la routine, pas que du bon
À moins de
We like to sleep all day, and party all night
This is how we like to live our life
Hands up, King-King-Kingston
Let's go
It's revolution, yeah
Ain't
a slave to the city
To indulge the pity
The opaque substitution
For a real revolution
Strength in numbers
No one will come between us
The human
well
Revolution it seems has become an antique
When in my youth revolution was what we rose
With the sun to seek we were fierce
Now, our glory days are
DJ Revolution cuts and scratches (SKILLS)
"Microphones are not for these emcees
Who don't have no" "Survival!" "SKILLS!"
See what I've been
anything
The revolution's dying fast
Now set the throne upon this man
Don't say what you want
'Cause there's a thorn in my side
You can take it away
for waiting around
Tear it down
Big brother’s watching
He’s everywhere
But does he realize
The revolution's in the air
Are you still with me?
Are you
the revolution
My oh my, the king is on a mission
I am on my way, unstoppable
Pure at heart, a king infallible
Great big fucking time
So powerful, I
My oh
They're starting a revolution off the air
C.C. I've got your quality control
They've cleared up the channels
Program and progress
If you haven't
and black
And spouting the news that the revolution is coming
And you better get ready, sort of like (I feel you, son)
The end of the world is coming,
And all the presidents and kings and queens
The revolution had ejected
Stole the money through the backroom door
To Deutsche Bank undetected
All you nations
Come and listen
The truth is a mess and the politics are pissing
We need a revolution to rip the system
Thousands are starving
qu'un seul geste
Je retourne ma veste, je retourne ma veste
Toujours du bon côté
Je crie vive la révolution
Je crie vive les institutions
Je crie
the revolution's real
We will burn it down and build it again
what was buried in flame
Burn it down and build it again from the bricks that remain
I love
So where oh where
Do the revolutions hide?
How they
All decided not to come outside
Get me a simple sign
To know if you're alive or dead
[Chorus]
your simple human touch.
Revolution's children are but a mad men's larvae
...to be squashed!
I will not breakdown
(Tim Feehan, Joe Brooks, Gene Black)
Time was
You could start a revolution with this disillusion I feel
Time was
You would never
They came in the evening
Looking for a fight
The foreign Militia
Stole away our right
[Chorus]
Three thousand miles away
Revolution regained
the pan, move it over
Then flavor is a major, not the real survivor
Eat a dish, prepare another, stay alive
Revolution's a solution when the peeps dig
Come on baby, let's do the revolution
Six for the record, and seven for the t-shirt
A picture of the band
And a ticket for the promised land
to go
Come on, are you ready to let go
Rock tonight, we're on to something here, well alright
Don't want to start no revolution
Don't give a damn
right between the eyes
Shoot em in the back now
Shoot em in the head now
Watch while the revolution dies
In olden times they use to say that the round
come around if you feel on top
my hands are shaking, baby
it won't stop
till I get my one shot
my revolution at home
the kids are young
they
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