stick it to the man.

there is  a fire burning
deep with in the eyes
of all those who stand hear
with their hollow lives
there waiting for the moment
trying to find the words
see the smoke so punget bellow
now it is our turn

he who has the power once controlled the world
but the world got fed up with it and put the power out

now listen here you wise men, you scholars with the title on your head
you will not control me, I will not be had
its time the people stood up and made a line for the door
look the boss right in the face and refuse to do any more

one can not change the world, but the world can change the one
its time to put them in their place, and take back what is ours
instead of simply waiting, and trying to be strong

no I will not sit here and quietly pass the time
with whips and chains at my back, and justice has gone blind
justice, what's that, freedom cost too much
and anyone who tries to rise they just simply hush.

but the fire is still burning, the flames are leaping high
soon, like an atom bomb it will blow us to the sky
then they will be sorry, then they'll finally see
 that we do not need them, its them who need we.