I think I see a revolution Creeping over the red skyline A classic story in the making I can’t afford to close my eyes
A big idea is uncharted terrain I cut a wide path with a ballpoint pen Couldn’t have done without you, my friends Couldn’t have done all by myself And the scrap heap of failed attempts Makes fun kindling for firebrands We only fail if we don’t try again
I think I see a revolution Creeping over the red skyline A classic story in the making I can’t afford to close my eyes The midnight oil is never wasted We’re building us something magnificent Stronger than what came before it That’s all, that’s all we ever wanted
Bread break with old brothers Break borders binding progress Break records for breaking records Break big ground before breakfast Boogie down, boogie down, B Beatnik basic with the blitz Better yet, boom-bap the beat Bring this message to the streets (Hey) You ol’ boys with the backroom deals (Hey, hey) Backward base with big bones to pick (Hey, hey, hey) The bickering is becoming boring Beware that change is just behind this mountain Better days are born out of brethren Brandishing ballad fists to the sound of bodies breaking like biscotti To bear the burden for the unborn By God, we’ll see better days before we bite the dust and kick the bucket
I think I see a revolution Creeping over the red skyline A classic story in the making I can’t afford to close my eyes The midnight oil is never wasted We’re building us something magnificent Stronger than what came before it That’s all, that’s all we ever wanted
