No, we ain't gonna take it Oh we're not gonna take it Oh we're not gonna take it anymore We're right (yeah) We're free (yeah) We'll fight (yeah) You'll see (yeah) We're not gonna take it

We'll give you one more fight She had a face straight outta magazine God only knows but you'll never leave her Her balaclava is starting to chafe When she gets his gun he's begging, babe stay, stay, stay, stay, stay I'll give him one more time Said one

Come and I'll take you under This beautiful bruises colors Everything fades in time, it's true Wish that I had another Stab at the under cover Was it a change in mind for you? It's impossible I can't let it out You'll never know

Skyscrapers, earth movers, ground breakers We are justice fighters with faces of fire Fight the avalanche You'll be buried every time We run and run and run Little do we know We have only what we're given Our footsteps, bringing purpose, changing history

No, we ain't gonna take it Oh we're not gonna take it Oh we're not gonna take it anymore We're right (yeah) We're free (yeah) We'll fight (yeah) You'll see (yeah) We're not gonna take it

Supersymmetry Ah, lalala lala Supersymmetry (supersymmetry) I know you're living in my mind It's not the same as being alive If telling the truth is not polite Then I guess you'll have to fight Then I guess we'll have to fight I lived for a year, in the

Lady Pearl in jail lady Pearl in jail Mama love I'm on my way don't you cry You'll rise You'll fight Went along the mountain side I'll make it just in time A letter from her mother now dying in her bed Get on home quickly with the medicine No money in

You'll let me in With those whiskey eyes You'll tell me things I know they're all lies I will fight, I'll fight for you And there's nothing I can't do I'm a motherfuckin' Coke Boy! On the count of three I want everybody to say

Give it to you I don't want one thing that I gave to you I'll give it to you But honestly Don't take what I don't need (Give me back my piece of mind) Don't say what I don't mean (Give me back my precious time) No way you'll silence me

You'll dance to anything We are a hurricane Drop our anchors in a storm They will never be the same They're fighting with us to keep us warm 'Cause they know, I know, that they don't look like me Oh, they know, I know, that they don't sound like me