It's a soft boiled egg each morning
And then walkies with the dog
It's two hours sitting in a traffic jam
Before you clock in for your job
Every day plays out the same way
Then you clock out and go home
And every night you watch the same old shite
On the same old TV shows

You were once a teenage rebel
And you told yourself back then
You'd never let yourself be caged in
By the old establishment

In the bars and in the marches and protest groups
At every anarchist meeting
You were the first to put your hand up
And shout "Down with everything!"

Viva la Revolution, the revolution is on
Viva la Revolution, long live the revolution

You had your Che Guevara poster
Your books by Marx and Mao
And you got yourself a new haircut
To help bring the system down

You dressed up for the battle
Like a soldier from Babylon
And as you joined the fight you knew that you were right
And everybody else was wrong

Viva la Revolution, the revolution is on
Viva la Revolution, long live the revolution
Viva la Revolution
Viva la Revolution

Well, you were once a freedom fighter
And you thank God that you won
Now from your semi in suburbia
You're free to just have fun

But last night you heard noises
So you stumbled out of bed
There was graffiti painted all over your house
And this is what it said

Viva la Revolution, the revolution is on
Viva la Revolution, long live the revolution
Viva la Revolution
Viva la Revolution

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Writer(s): Andreas Frege, Michael Breitkopf