And when I rise up, they're gonna bleed in technicolor
They're gonna scream like Sunday's choir
They're gonna break in waves
Said it's gonna be a lovely revolution, you'll see...
What fun...
There's complications but you hope I'll understand
You think I'd better focus solely on the trouble at hand
But you're insistent I should do the best I can
When the final call to arms starts blowin'
You'll know who I, you'll know who I
You'll know who I am
Couldn't tell you the day, but a storm is gonna break
Yeah a storm is on the way, I'm waiting
With a boom and a shake, yeah a storm is gonna break
Yeah a storm is on the way, I'm waiting
I'm waiting!
Don't stay home
Don't stray far
Don't stand still
(Heard a rumor you were doing something)
Don't cave in
Don't break through
Don't get by
But when they finally push me hard enough to fight...
Glory will be mine!
They're painting paperboard and sleeping in the streets
They're playing telephone and clapping at the message received
They're penning anthems to the dead men who agreed
The rebels of my generation never spoke to
Never spoke to, never spoke to me
And there must be a plan, some extraordinary plan
Yeah there's gotta be a plan, I'm listening
Said there must be a plan, coulda sworn I had a plan
Yeah there's gotta be a plan, I'm listening-
I'm listening!
No way up
No wrong path
No worlds won
No direction that should go untested
No more sin
No more faith
No more time
And when there's no one left to leave a man behind
Glory will be mine!
We can do anything, we can go faster faster!
Let the past just burn
Tides are gonna turn!
Pass it on, pass it on!
Gonna do everything, gonna go faster faster!
Let the good times burn
Never to return
Pass it on, pass it on!
Gotta do everything, gotta go faster faster!
Let the bastards burn
Nothing left to learn
And I don't know where from, but the money's gonna come
The money's gonna come, we're gonna be -
I don't know where from, but the money's gonna come
The money's gonna come, we're gonna be -
And I won't get sick, and I won't get scared
And I'll live forever, I'm prepared
No I don't know where from but the money's gonna come,
The money's gonna come, we're gonna be
We're gonna be
We're gonna be
Cast in bronze
Splashed on screen
Scratched in stone
We are the preface of a new day rising
Last year's hope
This year's trash
Next year's gods
But if I lead the charge I'll lose my place in line
But when I rise up...