Tell the children the truth Rebel, rebel! Come on and tell the children the truth We refuse to be What you wanted us to be We are what we are That's the way it's going to be, if you don't know You can't educate I For no equal opportunity (talkin' 'bout

You ain't got them boxes all done up You ain't on the block 'til the sun up You ain't got your Glock for the summer And you ain't gonna pop for your gunner You ain't on the strip with the rebels (Nah) You ain't never rid on no devils You ain't with the

Do you like to boogie-woogie' Where's the party' I want to free my soul Where's the party' I want to lose control Dance with my, dance with my Music makes the people come together, yeah Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebel Control, control, control,

'Cause it's easy living, easy loving you The weatherman says rain today We'll saddle up and be on our way What's a little rain to a high ridin' rebel or two People keep searchin' for a reason why They say, "Life's a bitch and then you die", But I can't

Deconstructing their hold Our vengeance will be tenfold Declaration of rebellion We will not stand defeat Force feed them your ways Dictate up a blinded swarm Society's afraid Our enemy will by drowned

Where we can be together, I promise you I will wait till then in Heaven, I promise you I promise, I promise And when we walk down the street The wind sings our name in rebel songs But it's much to late when the fear is gone I will meet you in the next

Bring out the love Bring out the rebel And the lovers we be Will bring sweet harmony Then it would bring out the love And the rebel in you Bring out all the love in me My love is deeper than the ocean Our love is in need of sweet devotion

You can kiss my country ass If you're a down-home, backwoods redneck Hey come on, stand up and raise your glass But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin', coon dog in the back Truck bed loaded down with beer

And now you're trembling on a rocky ledge Staring down into a heartless sea Nothings what you thought it would be Proud swagger out of the schoolyard Waiting for the world's applause Rebel without a conscience Martyr without a cause Static on your

We were wannabe rebels that didn't have a clue In our rock n roll tee shirts and our typically bad attitudes Had no excuses for the things that we'd done We were brave, we were crazy, we were mostly Man I don't know where the time goes Young, young But