Jars of Clay. The Eleventh Hour. Revolution. Zeneszám

Peace takes a taxi to the underground
I want to love the world, but I don't know how
I blame it on the DJ playin' all the fast songs
Ain't spinnin' anything that I can sing along

So if you know the words, then try to sing along
And when you get the beat, grab a hammer, bang a gong
'Cause you don't got to fight or make yourself belong
To be a revolution, yeah
To be a revolution, yeah

If you wanna learn to play the rock guitar
Throw down your guns, you're gonna be a star
You got to begin with who you know you are
To be a revolution, yeah

'Cause the time is right to cross that line
To let love find a way

So if you know the words, then try to sing along
And when you get the beat, grab a hammer, bang a gong
Cause you don't got to fight or make yourself belong
To be a revolution, 's alright
To be a revolution, 's alright, yeah

Yeah

Alright

So if you know the words, then try to sing along
And when you get the beat, grab your hammer, bang a gong
'Cause you don't got to fight or make yourself belong
To be a revolution, alright, yeah

If you know the words, then try to sing along
And when you get the beat, grab a hammer, bang a gong
'Cause you don't got to fight or make yourself belong
To be a revolution, alright, yeah, yeah

If you know the words, then try to sing along
And when you get the beat, grab your hammer, bang a gong
'Cause you don't got to fight or make yourself belong
And be a revolution, yeah, yeah, yeah
A revolution, yeah

Be a revolution, yeah