No more lying underneath

No more tower corners waiting for death to come

No more giving ourselves away

If you want respect, then you’ve got to earn it

Now, as your system starts to die

You wonder why you cannot save it with a few more lies

We’ll get our knives and chains

We’re gonna change things

Not gonna take it

We’re gonna make it

There’s so many more of us

Can’t comprehend the esoteric bullshit rap

You can’t calm us with your words

We’ve had enough, and we are angry

We’ll sink your boats and planes

We’re gonna change things

Not gonna take it

We’re gonna make it x3

There is a fire down the street

People are burning their own belongings

There’s been a turning of the tide

Time for all the suits to run and hide or die

I don’t believe in what they say

I don’t believe in the USA

You tell me I’ve given up

I love my trib and that’s enough

We’ll get our knives and chains

We’re gonna change things

Not gonna take it

We’re gonna make it

Not gonna take it

We’re gonna make it

Not gonna take it

We’re gonna make it

Not gonna take it