Times up! You're outta luck and your back's
Up against the wall
From Tunisia to Washington the
People are calling: "No!"
Your gas n guns, your clubs n thugs
Your lies on the TV
None of that can save you now
As your reign is swept away
Get up! Get up! Your voices are needed
Become, become the pulse of the revolution
In the ranks of the masses risin'
Another shakedown and a slap in the face
And he know he'd had had enough
He doused himself in gasoline, took a breath
And lit a match
She said: "I will go down to Tehrir
Square and I will stand alone
And if you have any dignity
I won't be on my own"
Get up! Get up! Your voices are needed
Become, become the pulse of the revolution
In the ranks of the masses risin'
Anti-Flag - The Ranks Of The Masses Rising Lyrics
Anti-Flag - The Ranks Of The Masses Rising Lyrics
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Times up! You're outta luck and your back's
Up against the wall
From Tunisia to Washington the
People are calling: "No!"
Your gas n guns, your clubs n thugs
Your lies on the TV
None of that can save you now
As your reign is swept away
Get up! Get up! Your voices are needed
Become, become the pulse of the revolution
In the ranks of the masses risin'
Another shakedown and a slap in the face
And he know he'd had had enough
He doused himself in gasoline, took a breath
And lit a match
She said: "I will go down to Tehrir
Square and I will stand alone
And if you have any dignity
I won't be on my own"
Get up! Get up! Your voices are needed
Become, become the pulse of the revolution
In the ranks of the masses risin'
Up against the wall
From Tunisia to Washington the
People are calling: "No!"
Your gas n guns, your clubs n thugs
Your lies on the TV
None of that can save you now
As your reign is swept away
Get up! Get up! Your voices are needed
Become, become the pulse of the revolution
In the ranks of the masses risin'
Another shakedown and a slap in the face
And he know he'd had had enough
He doused himself in gasoline, took a breath
And lit a match
She said: "I will go down to Tehrir
Square and I will stand alone
And if you have any dignity
I won't be on my own"
Get up! Get up! Your voices are needed
Become, become the pulse of the revolution
In the ranks of the masses risin'
Writer: CHRISTOPHER LEE BARKER, CHRISTOPHER MARK HEAD, JUSTIN CATHAL GEEVER, PATRICK C BOLLINGER
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing