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





(Repeat Chorus)





Meet the new boss, same as the old boss