You see us on every TV screen, You read about us in the news You think you've got the upper hand, but we know your gonna lose You'd like to paint the darkest picture, but it always comes out white The fear you keep inside of you, of us is now in sight
We've been pushed around for far too long, and put down for speaking out We're the heros of the working class and now its time to shout If violince is the only way we'll get to speak our minds The blood will flow for a hundred years untill our peace we find
You'd better watch out, There's no place to hide Stay out of our way or you're going to die The time is now, We see the light We're striking out, We've got the might