Revolution Man stands on a
crate
Takes a bullhorn in his hands
Implores the mob to resist
Get their civil disobedience
on
They’ve got nothing to lose
All hope has been exhausted
The spark is ignited
Angry streets explode
The tanks roll in
To restore the peace
The rebels are quickly
dispersed
Fourth of July is cancelled
this year
My country tis of thee,
Sour swirl of anarchy
The future soon to be?
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