Is anybody listening? Testing, one, two, three
If talking gets you nowhere, you'll have to scream
Like a meteor out of the sky, it's a rock 'n' roll suicide
You're the latest thing on the streets, fighting for what you believe, yeah
So against all odds, yeah, you found your voice
And your bloodstained shirt tells me you had no choice
Like a cold war nuclear bomb, something here is definitely wrong
You're the bearer of bad news 'cause you got three chords and you got the truth, yeah
Is anybody with me? Are we partners in crime?
Roll with me, baby, 'til the end of time
Like a rocket into space, high above the human race
You're the spirit of '76, a rabble-rouser with your bag of tricks, yeah
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