These endless broadcasts into the night
 Petty seizures of money and drugs
 By some official or unauthorized thugs
 Now it's gone, the whole world's gone
 There's the army at the front door, guerrillas in back

 Why do I always have to take up sides
 I had no plans to be conscripted today
 I am no use to them anyway
 So what the hell's going on
 When they took my bed for the good of the state
 I had to rest my head and took to levitation
 Welcome to my revolution

 Every morning they confer with the press
 Just to point a few fingers
 Fix the blame for this mess
 The spokesmen waffle and the jerk-offs complain
 In a stream of rhetoric
 Piss themselves down the drain
 Then it's time to go home
 Time to go home
 What will they say when it's gone
 The whole world's gone
 So they call a cease fire to bury the dead
 And just delay it for an hour or so
 Loose talk of cowards and leaders that lied
 What does it matter once we're vaporized
 Say what the hell's going on
 Then it got so bad I couldn't breathe the air
 So I became my own church and begged for sanctuary
 Welcome to my revolution

 This is the dream that I have every night
 I wake up screaming t
Is this my vision of the end of the world
 The faces looked smoldered, the edges are curled
 Tell me what is the reason we can't look at ourselves
 And realize everybody creates his own hell
 And if we put it together to make them all real
 And then forget how to think, forget how to feel
 Until it's gone, the whole world's gone
 Are we damned if we do and damned if we don't
 Could we be suckered into thinking that
 Or get too greedy, afraid of the loss
 And wind up fighting for a worthless cause
 What if we died and had to come back
 How may times would we have to go 'round
 What if tomorrow was the end of the line
 Don't want to feel like I wasted my time
 So what the hell's going on
 When the noise gets so dense
 you can't hear yourself think
 We got the spirit world on a telephone link
 So welcome to my revolution