歌词
Time to wake up after fifty years
Gonna come out and say what I say
Ain't nobody gonna mess with my brain
Everything underground everything overground
Underground overground time to pop it up and down
Time to cough it up and chew it all down
Take it to the man, make him understand
We got the plan to get the man
Everybody gonna stand up and tell the truth
Everybody gonna feel the brunt of my shoe
Everybody gonna skip breakfast in the morning
Plan goin' down
Everybody gonna stand up and tell the truth
Everybody gonna feel the brunt of my shoe
Everybody gonna skip breakfast in the morning
Plan goin' down
Take it with you, I'll see you down there
Tip the bellman, I'm right behind you
Pay it forward and check your smile at the door
We're goin' further, we're goin wild
We're goin' haywire, we're going senile
We're gonna take a lot of righteousness to the floor
Tick tick tock better check out the clock
Gonna go off cocked, pick the lock, take a little stock
Better pay the dime, do the time for the crime
Everything undertone, everything overblown
Undertone, overblown prezzy in the motor home
Site in the shite-house typing on the Tw*tter phone
Funny isn't it? Thinks we give a shit
But we'll be getting rid of him in just a little bit