From the slums to the suburbs, there's a rallying cry
People are kicking authority, blacking its eye
It's sure time to party when your freedom comes
Flowers poking out of the barrels of guns
Like a punch drunk fighter, I see your power fade
Taking your place in this mad, mad, mad parade
You pulled the pin from the last hand grenade
It's the start of a new decade
You'll get your liberation from the soldiers and the cops
The new wall is built and that is where the buck stops
The underground has risen, select a chosen few
So throw out the old, bring in the new
You've overrun the ignorant, the bigots and the fools
Burnin' in the decadence, the new mob rules

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