i’ve got a problem and I cant find a solution/the end is not in sight & im losing faith in revolution/and I cant discuss it cause its such a fucken bore/ we just end up in the ground after being treated like a whore/ when I look in yr eyes I cant help but see myself/an active mind, motivated& convinced this fight will be a success/youthful optimism- used to think it was a joke/but now all these politics are makingme sick & when hard to swallow you wanna choke/theres nothing left there is no hope all the potlucks and soccer tournaments wont save you now we’ve got 24hrs. The bombs gonna drop we’ve got nowhere to go this is annihilation it cant be stopped everything we worked for is dead we never had any control we convinced ourselves of our own lies, just like they did to us the world we dream of is death we’re already dead/ I’m sorry to say but the bombs can not be stopped/the power structure is not affected by our posters and bike tube slingshots/ the only chance we’ll ever have is a suicide revolution/we can burn down all the city halls but the human race remains an institution/we can sit and discuss rhetoric and political tactics/ we can even go as far a putting theory into practice/but even on yr mountain home they’ll be no place to hide/when the earth itself is screaming cause napalm bombs are raining from the sky/yr already dead.