Fiach Moriarty - Revolution Lyrics

The revolution will be televised in a modern book
Face to face with a race that has been run to oblivion
But does anybody really care?
'Free the Guildford Four!"
Was a slogan we would roar as we took to the streets
We were marching on our feet but we're not marching
We're not fighting no more war
You see I'm worried there's a hole in your head
Where the rain is creeping in
And the drone of The Dead is beginning to seep in
And you're giving up, giving up, giving up
The revolution will be criticised by the World elite
Unless it suits their agenda to overthrow those they've armed to the teeth
The revolution will be vilified in the media
Hypothetical in words and phrases,
Circling the cages
Scribbling in pages and hurling on a ditch of words
You see I'm worried there's a hole in your head
Where the rain is creeping in
And the drone of The Dead is beginning to seep in
And you're giving up, giving up, giving up
The revolution will be you and me
If you want it to be
Just as long as you don't give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up
Give it up, give it up
Just as long as you don't give it up, give it up, give it up, give it up
Give it up, give it up