Revolution Rock

Revolution rock

It is a brand new rock

A bad, bad rock

This here revolution rock

Careful how you move, Mack, you dig me in the back

And I'm so pilled up that I rattle

I have got the sharpest knife, so I cut the biggest slice

I've go not time to do battle

Everybody smash up your seats

And rock to this brand new beat

This here music mash up the nation

This here music cause a sensation

Tell your ma, tell your pa

Everything's gonna be alright

Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it

Gonna be alright

Revolution rock

I am in a state of shock

So bad, bad rock

This here revolution rock

Careful how you slide, Clyde, all you did was glide

You poured your beer in me hat

Keep my good eye on the beat, living on fixation street

I ain't got no time for that, hey

Everybody smash up your seats

And rock to this brand new beat

This here music mash up the nation

This here music cause a sensation

Tell your mama, tell your pa

Everything's gonna be alright

Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it

Gonna be alright

Revolution rock

Get that cheese grater going

Against the grain

Wearing me down

Pressure increase

Everybody

Everybody smash up your seats

And rock to this brand new beat

This here music mash up nations

This here music cause a sensation

Tell your mama "Forget your bother"

Everything's gonna be alright

Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it

It's gonna be alright

Revolution rock

To the coolest mobsters in Kingstown

With the hardest eyes and the cruelest tongues

Is your heart so made of rock

That the blood must run 'round the block?

Are you listening, mobsters? Yeah

All people grow, gotta die

While kind old fools go rolling by

It's food for thought, mobsters

Young people shoot their days away

I've seen talent thrown away

Are you a loan shark?

The organ play

And they're dancing to the brand new beat

This here music mash up nation

This music cause a sensation

Tell your ma-ma-ma-ma, tell your pa-pa-pa-pa

Everything's gonna be alright

Can't you feel it? Don't ignore it

Everything is gonna be alright

I say, revolution rock

There's that old cheese grater

Rubbing me down

This must be the way out

Ooh-la, ooh-la, ooh-la

Any song you want

Playing requests now on the bandstand

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