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Clip, Clop, Clip, Clop Clip, Clop, Clip, Clop Clip, Clop, Clip, Clop Clip, Clop, Clip, Clop [Chorus] Hiding in the desert between the sand dunes Haven’t slept in three moons, I’m running on fumes Plus I’m feeling sick with Montezuma's Revenge But I know I can’t quit until the madness ends We gotta keep moving, we’re too close And the enemy’s scared, man we got ‘em on the ropes So hold your pistola on the low, and your head high Look ‘em dead in the eye and shout the war cry People stand up, let’s start a revolution I’m fed up with being pushed around We gotta fight back and start a revolution It’s about time that we stood our ground You see, it was ten or so years ago When they rolled up in to town and stole the show They used sex, intimidation, and violence to plunder And take the people under like pirates They started spreading their seeds about And we tried to resist but they squeezed us out So we went underground, off the map Now were on our way back (now were on our way back) Now, I had a strategy, take ‘em out rapidly Break into their stronghold and blow the battery I called a meeting and I drew up the plans Volunteers, fifty men then threw up their hands I need one group on the boulevard When you’re signaled just shoot with no regard It’s only a distraction, so no killing As you make noise we’ll break in the main building And head for the stash spots, with the cash box We’ll take it all and bleed ‘em till their last drops Then we’ll need to tie up the guards Cut the phone lines and set the charge We’ll make our escape and listen as the guns blow Turn around and watch the walls crumble Finally we get what’s rightfully ours And put those who held us back behind bars So, hit the sack at the crack of dawn Its time to rise up, the attack is on The next morning we gathered on a prairie Looking down on the town from a cemetery I told the boys tighten up your boots Put on your sombrero Today we go in to overthrow the pharaoh We rode to town but everything was vacant Except for one vagrant asleep on the pavement We were puzzled, then the church bell rung And someone shouted “stop the rebellion” We all ducked and ran for protection Gunshots struck from every direction Man what had happened, we must have been spied out Later I heard we had a traitor in our hideout We were in trouble, this could be our last stand Then I saw a masked man jump out of a trash can He took aim and caught my arm A half a foot to the left I’d have bought the farm I was alive but I couldn’t stay vertical Fallin to the dirt below like I had vertigo I crawled out of the street into a pool hall Out of bullets, so I threw a cue ball Now I’m surrounded, it’s looking grim They yelled “come out or were coming in” I said boys can you say it again Reloaded my weapon and I started to grin The odds are long and I might not live But I’m coming out shootin like the Sundance Kid Alright, we’ve got you surrounded Now come out with your hands up Or it’s gonna get ugly, and I mean ugly (You’ll never take me alive) Gentlemen, lets proceed [Chorus] Start a revolution Start the revolution |
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