twenty three years since the last revolution twenty one miles to the nearest filling station riding through the night without a destination to kick out the jams for the next generation. There’s a murderer walking through your mind and a hero flawless in design. Its up to you to take a side. But nevermind cause we’re saying something you don’t want to hear. Tired of waking up will somebody turn the channel? Tried to watch the news but its more than I can handle Open up your eyes and tell me what you see Kick down the doors and blow up the TV Don’t worry You can save yourself. The answer’s not in anybody else. But nevermind cause we’re saying something you don’t want to hear. Say a prayer for the next generation suicides and Saturday nights. There’s nothing great for the next generation, we’ve got to stand take control of our lives. But nevermind cause we’re saying something you don’t want to hear.