We'll be fighting in the streets

With our children at our feet

And the morals that they worship will be gone

And the men who spurred us on

Sit in judgment of all wrong

They decide and a shotgun sings the song

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution

Take a bow for the new revolution

Smile and grin at the change all around

Pick up my guitar and play

Just like yesterday

Then I'll get on my knees and pray

We don't get fooled again

I'll move myself and my family aside

If we happen to be left half alive

Get all my papers and smile at the sky

Tho' I know that the hypnotized never lie



There's nothing in the street

Looks any different to me

And the slogans are replaced by the by

The parting on the left

Is now the parting on the right

And the beards have all grown longer overnight

Meet the new boss, same as the old boss