The Lovin' Spoonful - Revolution 69

And no one dares to ask them what they do after dark And the prize they give to men who kill is a statue in the park Dont let them cut your wings dear ones before you learn to fly Too soon the game will seem too real and then no one will ask why Im scared to start but cant stop my heat now I want the Revolution Its what they do not what they say that screams out "its a lie" Lets hang together then good friends or you know well hang alone And the hawks that fly will tear your eyes and rip the skin clean off your bones Im afraid to die but Im a man inside and I need the Revolution And Im crying watching brothers of mine doing time for making those waves About evil men whove been sittin on them laughin lovin the system theyve saved All those heavy handed hit down hard arms have pushed me to this fight And Im tired of seeing our name done wrong when its us who gives `em the right And if looks can tell sure as hell were gonna have our Revolution