Feeling radical in Cotton

Purified in my Satin

But the bomb of the season

Is a Velvet Revolution



I look at the sky

And feel the tears of the

Prophets crying



I look at the sky

And feel the rain

The rain of tears



Feeling radical in Cotton

Purified in my Satin

But the bomb of the season

Is a Velvet Revolution



All you killers of the children

There's a new Commandment

The true Divine Creator wants a

Velvet Revolution



All you killers of the children

There's a new Commandment

The true Divine Creator wants a



Velvet Revolution