Here comes the revolution...

Here comes the revolution...
Here comes the revolution...

They pick up their guns...
    ...and step forward to fight...

Instead I grasp my pen...
    ...and sit down to write...

Thousands die on the battlefield...
Yet I see what the answers yield...

Here comes the revolution...
    ...already in sight...

Here comes the revolution...
    ...cries throughout the night...

We can win this war....
    ...though a chore...
and the only weapon we wield is a pen...

We can win this war...
    ...without gore...
and no more fake happiness we'll have to pretend...

No more cruel death or lost lives...
No more praying for troops to survive...

Here comes the revolution, but we will be ready...
Here comes the revolution, but we won't be scared...
Here comes the revolution, out pens will be steady...

...Here comes the revolution...do things nobody dared...

Here comes the revolution...
Here comes the revolution...