Lyrics
All must suffer, all must strife,
In this battlefield, we call life.
A constant struggle, day by day.
Everyone is hard up, with bills to pay.
Hard working people, running up debt.
And yet, the one percent, remain content.
Still all must suffer, day by day.
Mass deception, crafted lies.
Personal gratification, in disguise.
Instant access, clouds our eyes.
When will all of this will come to an end?
And the revolution will surely begin!
Cause I don’t want to pretend to own, things I can’t afford.
And I don’t want to run around, with things that will make me bored.
I just want to live my life, of my own accord,
Cause I don’t need the latest thing to tell me how to live!
Regulations, they’re cut away,
And yet we’re the ones who have to pay.
Love of money is all they see!
One day all of this will come to an end
And the revolution is sure to begin!
Cause I don’t want to pretend to own, things I can’t afford.
And I don’t want to run around, with things that will make me bored.
I just want to live my life, of my own accord,
Cause I don’t need the latest thing to tell me how to live!
One day all of this will come to an end!
And the revolution is sure to begin!
How to live!
