1) The kids are coming from everywhere to occupy the streets
Confronting the bankers and brokers who are hiding in their fancy suites
They’re stakin’ out a territory for the ninety-nine percent
Who’ve been stabbed in the back by Wall Street and betrayed by the government
2) The kids made a list of why they’re pissed: unemployment, racism, war
Corporate control of everything, a system rotten to the core
Environmental destruction and those crushing student loans
Schools and healthcare broken down, foreclosures on people’s homes
Chorus
The revolution will not be televised but it’s alive and kickin’ on-line
Forget FOX and the major networks, they’re way behind the times
It’s Facebook, You Tube and Twitter, videos, blogs and text
From cell phones, web-cams, laptops and who knows what’s comin’ next
The revolution is on its way, it’s comin’ to a city near you
Check your local listings for time and place and do what you have to do
Open your heart, open your mind, it’s time, it’s way past time
3) The desperately poor and the homeless are growin’ in every town
The middle class is sucking wind and it’s close to going down
Jobs are scarce and wages are low unless you sign up for the endless wars
But fighting and dying for the empire, that’s not what these kids are for
4) And the rich men hidden by glass and steel, would like to control the scene
So they call out their boys in uniform, the teeth of their machine
So many people speaking out now are gettin’ busted by the cops
Pepper-sprayed and slammed down hard but their voices will not be stopped Chorus
5) The world has been waiting for those of us who are living in the belly of the beast
To climb on board this train that started in the Middle East
Americans are wakin’ up, we’re tired of this ugly deal
With one percent livin’ like kings and queens, takin’ everything they can steal
6) So the kids just keep on coming, the poor, the unemployed
Those with hope for the future and a planet that’s not destroyed
Gay and straight, every color, young and old in the street
Democracy and justice on their lips and, man, the taste is sweet Chorus
Coda
Open your heart, open your mind, it’s time, it’s way past time, way past time, way past time…….
© Moss Henry 2011
