Из альбома: End of the Millennium
Here's to your weakend revolution
You can take your racist ideals and shove 'em up your ass
Here's to you and your fascist ways
'Cause as it turns out that's what you are
Here's to you man, a man with a plan
Too bad you only change it about twice a week
Here's to your weakend revolution
Here's to your weakend revolution
Here's to your weakend revolution
With your cheap scam you twist the minds of the youth
Here's to you the superior ones
If stupidity was a crime, you'd be doing time
Here's to you who looks down on what's real
Still fighting battles in your spiritual world
Here's to your weakend revolution
Here's to your weakend revolution
Here's to your weakend revolution
Here's to your weakend revolution
Fucked up people, that's nothing new
Rise above, that's what we've gotta do
People like you, that's nothing new
Never give in, that's what we've gotta do
One, two, three, four
Fucked up people, that's nothing new
Rise above, that's what we've gotta do
People like you, that's nothing new
Never give in, that's what we've gotta do
Fucked up people, that's nothing new
Rise above, that's what we've gotta do
People like you, that's nothing new
Never give in, that's what we've gotta do, come on