Lifting in the front yard
Takin' in the sun and steel
Growing all our own chard
Only one god can make me kneel

Sliding down the church stair handrail singing
Enya as the incense wafts
The tenor hits a sour note and stops
Think somebody called the cops

Oh oh oh, it's a revolushow
Oh, let's go to the revolushow

Walking in the mean streets
Tearing all the store fronts down
Save a seat in the front row
Missed it last it came to town

Glamping in the lamplight clampdown coming
Darwin walking on the ocean bottom
Upstream the disinfo
Slam the overton window

Oh oh oh, it's a revolushow
Oh, let's go to the revolushow
Oh oh oh, it's a revolushow
Oh, let's go to the revolushow
What they fear most and by they I mean the face holes
Is a united front of the underclass
A black white and brown bomb blast
The effect of which would be material not ethereal

Glamping in the lamplight clampdown coming
Darwin walking on the ocean bottom
Upstream the real info
Move the overton window

Oh oh oh, it's a revolushow
Oh, let's go to the revolushow
Oh oh oh, it's a revolushow
Oh, let's go to the revolushow