The walls come down and the wall rejoices
Listen to the sound of a million voices
The ringing of the changes the people's choices
The revolution's here.
The holocaust averted and the peace drum sound
Listen to the rhythym the whole world round
The dogs if war slink underground
The revolution's here.
As long as the mushroom clouds don't rise
Above our own suburban skies
We can pretend the peace dove flies
And that the revolution's here.
Meanwhile in the Lebanon another woman dies
In Guanteppana "Desicamisados " is the cry
The people of Tigray sob and sigh
Don't they know the revolution's here?
All over the world men kill fir a god
And Mandela may be free but his people are not
Tienamen Square is a blood stained shot
But the revolution; s here.
Oh as long as the mushroom clouds don't rise
Above our own suburban skies
We can pretend that the peace dove flies
And that the revolution's here.
And meanwhile here in our own backyard
The children on the streets are cold and scarred
And a woman had better be on her guard
But the revolution's here.
And God help your soul if your skin's not white
Or if you need to walk the streets at night
Or if yur pay cheques stretches light
But the revolution's here!
Oh as long as the mushroom clouds don't rise
Above our own suburban skies
We can pretend that the peace dove flies
Because the revolution's here!
Oh as long the mushroom clouds don't rise
Above our own suburban skies
We can pretend that the peace dove flies
Because the revolution's here!