Soldiers of Rock N Roll (feat. Chumbawamba)

All right, we're back. Don't call it noise pollution. We're setting off alarms. Now busting rhymes is doing crimes. Well, who's been selling arms? The courts, the kangaroos, the four horses and their Kings. But we run the airwaves, So sing while the city sleeps. Not giving up, we got it. Not giving up, let's go. Not giving up, we are the soldiers of rock And roll. Not giving up, we got it. Not giving up, let's go. Not giving up, we are the soldiers of rock And roll. Well, we've been here before. Old suits in big tech clothes. Different tricks, the same class war in a battle For the future. The canary got caught on our clothes, Breathing in the toxic air. Discharging acid wit, evolving into your worst Nightmare. Not giving up, we got it. Not giving up, let's go. Not giving up, we are the soldiers of rock And roll. Not giving up, we got it. Not giving up, let's go. Not giving up, we are the soldiers of rock And roll. Deep inside my dreams, loud inside my car. You gotta turn it up or it's All all For nothing. for nothing. Deep Deep inside inside my my dreams, dreams, Loud loud inside my car. You gotta turn it up. The shock and awe of a tsunami of laws. Slick, sick, regurgitated culture wars. Trouble is, trouble is, trouble is our middle name. We're not going back in the box. Not giving up, we got it. Not giving up, let's go. Not giving up, we are the soldiers of rock 'n' roll. Not giving up, we got it. Not giving up, let's go. Not giving up, we are the soldiers of rock 'n' roll. Not giving up, we got it. Not giving up, let's go. Not giving up, we are the soldiers of rock 'n' roll. Sarin the safe word 69