We'll be fighting in the streets, with our children at our feet And the morals that they worshipped will be gone And the men who spurred us on, sit in judgement of all wrong They decide and the shotgun sings the song
(chorus) I'll tip my hat to the new constitution Take a bow for the new revolution Smilin' free at the changes all around Pick up my guitar and play, just like yesterday When I get on my knees and pray We don't get fooled again
Move myself and my family aside, should we happen to get left out of line Smiling faces smile at the sky, I know that the hypnotized never lie
The change it had to come, we knew it all along We were liberated from the foe's old song Now a pardon on the left, now a pardon on the right And the hell it grows shorter overnight