Testo di Revolutions

You're not my enemy You live like a drunk You're fat, bad and still agree All this TV junk I'm hot like a rhythm - beating the drums Now I'm a rebel - stick to my guns Maybe I'm sick - going out of this hell Hear my rebel yell My revolutions shock you through the core Join me, I open the door My revolutions for a modern dream Come let us go to extremes I'm not your enemy I fan the flames of truth Your fade and my destiny Will change our views But I'm hot like a rhythm beating the drums Now I'm a rebel - stick to my guns Maybe I'm sick - going out of this hell Hear my rebel yell My revolutions shock you through the core Join me, I open the door My revolutions for a better life Against all odds I will survive Maybe I'm a loser baby, maybe I'll be wrong But I know I will always carry on to fight Go out of this hell - hell - hell Hear my rebel - hear my rebel yell My revolutions shock you through the core Join me, I open the door My revolutions for a modern dream Come let us go to extremes To extremes - to extremes