Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
Tell all the children in the arms of their mommas
All of the riches taken back by needy
Rumble in the speakers and it make you wanna rebel
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
Spend it all today and we will bill you tomorrow
Everyone addicted to the same gasoline
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
Three piece suits and bank accounts in Bahamas
A revolution never sends you an omen
Drug companies circling like a vulture
From the banks of the river to the banks of the greedy
An Iraqi babies with a G.I. Joe father
They tellin' you to never worry about the future
Ten years from now is anybody gonna bother?
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
Wall Street crime will never send you to the slammer
A revolution never come with a warnin'
Everybody trying to get their hands on same green
Throw your hands up
Girls and boys hear the bass and treble
Just throw your hands up
The seeds that you planted you can never brutalize them
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
And you can never, ever, ever make a deal with the devil
A revolution never sends you an omen
Throw your hands up, take it to another level
A revolution just arrives like the mornin'
Ring the alarm, we come to wake up the snorin'
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
Everyone addicted to the same nicotine
A revolution never come with a warnin'
We come from the country and we come from the city
They tellin' you to never worry about the torture
Like Peter Tosh said, 'Legalize It'
Ring the alarm, we come to wake up the snorin'
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
A revolution
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
A revolution just arrived like the mornin'
Here we come, here we come
Everyone addicted to a Technicolor scream
They tellin you that you'll never see the horror
A revoution'll come
Throw your hands up
The F-15 is a homicide bomber
Tell the corporation you can never globalize it
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo
All the shit you given us is fertilizer
A revolution never come with a warnin'
A revolution never come with a warnin'
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
A revolution never come with a warnin'
Throw your hands up
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
A revolution never sends you an omen
You play us on the record, you can play us on the CD
TV commercials for a popping pill culture
Yell fire, yo, yo, yo, yo
