(...alright look out...)
I'm sick, I'm so sick
Of getting sick
Everytime I loose my direction
And I'm tired, so tired
Of getting up in the morning
for that long uphill walk
To the ........................
There's got to be an easier way
Now hold on a second, it's burning
theres a change coming, in my blackened school
Now I suggest to you
And it takes five seconds
Just five seconds
To put a morphine sepository
All the way inside
Brothers and sisters
You know what I'm talking about, yeah
I'm talking about
A full on
Motherfucking
Revolution