We have pure imagination.
They have books for masturbation.
We have resolution.
They have bombs to sink a nation.
And maybe that's why the nation's falling.
Maybe that's why the earth is calling.
Maybe that's why the nation's falling down just a little bit more.
The bridge is burning.
Separate the people.
We wouldn't need a revolution if we had a chance to heal.
So ding dong, the nation's falling.
Ding dong, the earth is calling.
Ding Dong, your nation is falling down.
We are the people,
the nation is paper,
and if the nation's burning then the people brought it down.
Place all the blame on the same set of names,
but the mother fucker's burning and it's us that brought it down.
Consciousness and Fame-God-Money-Power.
I can see by the light we're about to lose control.
And maybe it's for the best this time around.