There's gonna be Hell, Hell to pay Up the revolution we're all prepared to die Up the revolution that was the battle cry Big Betty or Two-tone Annie his hair was never right He used to be cool with a glint in his eye but he lost it overnight Spinning

Oh, the past it wanted me dead Oh, the past tormented me Oh, the past it haunted me But the battle was lost 'Cause I'm still here I'm lighting the long way home Oh, the past it's hauntin' me I'm fighting my ego Lost youth, where did we go wrong?