 American beauty came up and spoke
She touched her toes and we shared a joke
Taxi's, limos, power boat glides
Jet skies, mensa, babes without a ride
You know the revolutions gone now
There's no revolution song
Somewhere down the line
You know on one of Gods good days
Can you hear me, someone's gonna have to pay
Moonshot, rockets
Nineteen sixties cool
Sonny Boy Williamson,
Pope John Paul
The Congo to Vietnam
The Beatles to the Stones
Is nobody left
Who's gonna shake those bones?
You know the revolutions gone now
There's no revolution song
Somewhere down the line
You know on one of Gods good days
Can you hear me, someone's gonna have to pay
Pay all the time
All of the misfits all of the scars
All of life's promises bottled in jars
There's a hum and a howl, lovers on the run
Tell me what's on offer from the government scum
Rats will get richer and the dirt beg for more
Crumbs on the table for the world of the poor
News of self worship fresh from Hollywood
The pygmies of poison, don't know bad from good
You know the revolutions gone now
There's no revolution song
Somewhere down the line
You know on one of Gods good days
Can you hear me, someone's gonna have to pay
Oh that's pay all the time
Someones got to pay
You ain't walkin'
You ain't talkin'
You got to pay
While I'm looking over your shoulder
You got to pay
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