Not My Revolution
Like a fallen angel
Like a kid in a candy store
Like a rising star
Like a piggy on the killing floor
This is a message of love
Fuck what you've been told
Like a nihilistic dreamer dreams nihilist dreams
Like the truth is a blindfold
If I can't dance
It's not my revolution
Why trade one for another
If I can't sing, it ain't my scene
If imitation is success
I dismiss with prejudice
If I can't bop you gotta make me stop
If you can't be you, you can call it off
Prick your finger, sign it off in blood
The taste of death like copper on your tongue
Like the noble born child, baptized in ancient wine
Like the chimney sweep, black lungs and twisted spine
If I can't dance
It's not my revolution
Why trade one for another
If I can't sing, it ain't my scene
If imitation is success
I dismiss with prejudice
If I can't bop, you gotta make me stop
If I can't be me, you can call it off
If I can't dance
It's not my revolution
Why trade one for another
If I can't sing, it ain't my scene
If imitation is success
I dismiss with prejudice
If I can't bop, you gotta make me stop
If I can't be me, you can call it off
Call it off
Call it off
Call it off
Like a kid in a candy store
Like a rising star
Like a piggy on the killing floor
This is a message of love
Fuck what you've been told
Like a nihilistic dreamer dreams nihilist dreams
Like the truth is a blindfold
If I can't dance
It's not my revolution
Why trade one for another
If I can't sing, it ain't my scene
If imitation is success
I dismiss with prejudice
If I can't bop you gotta make me stop
If you can't be you, you can call it off
Prick your finger, sign it off in blood
The taste of death like copper on your tongue
Like the noble born child, baptized in ancient wine
Like the chimney sweep, black lungs and twisted spine
If I can't dance
It's not my revolution
Why trade one for another
If I can't sing, it ain't my scene
If imitation is success
I dismiss with prejudice
If I can't bop, you gotta make me stop
If I can't be me, you can call it off
If I can't dance
It's not my revolution
Why trade one for another
If I can't sing, it ain't my scene
If imitation is success
I dismiss with prejudice
If I can't bop, you gotta make me stop
If I can't be me, you can call it off
Call it off
Call it off
Call it off
Credits
Writer(s): Monty Owen Ii
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