[Verse 1]
The bird of freedom has a golden wing
And brotherhood is a commercial thing
All you really need is a guitar
That's all you really need to be a star

[Chorus]
The wind of change is on the way
The sound of protest has begun to pay

[Bridge]
Tell them about the dream you had last night
How every politician saw the light
Just keep those dollar bills way out of sight
Because a well-fed rebel don't look right

[Verse 2]
Some rebels are commercial, some are not
Some rebels make a million, some get shot
If a halo isn't worth the risk
Why not settle for a golden disk?

[Chorus]
The wind of change is on the way
The sound of protest has begun to pay