Peace takes a taxi to the underground.
I want to love the world but I don’t know how.
I blame it on the d.j. playing all the fast songs-
ain’t spinning anything that I can sing along.
If you know the words try to sing along.
When you get the beat, grab a hammer, bang a gong.
Cause you don’t got to fight or make yourself belong to be a revolution, yeah.
To be a revolution, yeah.
If you wanna learn to play the “rock guitar.”
Throw down your guns, you’re gonna be a star.
You gotta begin with who you know you are to be a revolution, yeah.
Cause the time is right to cross that line and let love find a way.
If you know the words try to sing along.
When you get the beat, grab a hammer, bang a gong.
Cause you don’t got to fight or make yourself belong to be a revolution, it’s alright.
To be a revolution, it’s alright, yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
Alright.
So if you know the words then try to sing along.
And when you get the beat, grab a hammer, bang a gong.
Cause you don’t got to fight or make yourself belong to be a revolution, alright, yeah.
If you know the words try to sing along.
When you get the beat, grab a hammer, bang a gong.
Cause you don’t got to fight or make yourself belong to be a revolution, alright, yeah, yeah.
If you know the words then try to sing along.
And when you get the beat, grab your hammer, bang a gong.
Cause you don’t got to fight or make yourself belong to be a revolution, yeah, revolution.
(One, two, three, four!) Yeah.
Be a revolution, yeah.
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