This is the coming insurrection
Down through the depths of my expression
The beginnings of the ends
All start with this muted discontent
I've walked every street
In this shitty town
I get high on Brunswick Street
I dine in Chinatown
There's nothing happening
And it's happening right here
This is the coming insurrection
A fact I know
And I've known for many years
There's nothing happening
And it's happening right here
This is my coming insurrection
And I won't sleep until i've got for what i've come
I slide deep dwell in introspection
Would you say it's self-inflicted
I'd say I suffer what I must