Lyrics

I see you there, sitting in your underwear
I hear you moan, don't want to pay your student loans
Don't we care, you say, that the world is unfair?
Isn't it clear, you say, the revolution is in the air

You're on the edge, everyone else's got privilege
The world's obscene, so much injustice on your screen
Well, well, well, you say, from your little basement cell
Hell, hell, hell, you say, the world looks like a living hell
The revolution will make it well

You fight the man, on TikTok and on Instagram
His world's a sham, to occupy, and cops be damned
But once you're dressed, we guess, you'll walk out and acquiesce
Once you're dressed, we guess, you'll be just like the rest of us
The revolution under the bus