"Revolution Rock" Lyrics

Revolution Rock, it is a brand new rock
A bad, bad rock, this here Revolution Rock

Careful how you move, Mac, you dig me in me back
And I'm so pilled up that I rattle
I have got the sharpest knife, so I cut the biggest slice
But I have no time to do battle

Hey, everybody smash up your seats
And rock to this brand new beat
This here music mash up the nation
This here music cause a sensation

Tell your ma, tell your pa everything
Gonna be all right, can't you feel it?
Don't ignore it, gonna be all right

Revolution Rock, I am in a state of shock
So bad, bad rock, this here Revolution Rock

Careful how you slide, Clyde, all you did was glide
And you poured your beer in me hat
With my good eye on the beat, living on fixation street
And I ain't got no time for that

Hey, everybody smash up your seats
And rock to this brand new beat
This here music mash up the nation
This here music cause a sensation

Tell your mamma, tell your pa everything
Gonna be all right, can't you feel it?
Don't ignore it, gonna be all right

Revolution Rock, hey so get that cheese greater
Going against the grain, wearing me down
Pressure inquiries, everybody

Everybody smash up your seats
And rock to this brand new beat
This here music mash up nations
This here music cause a sensation

Tell your mamma, so tell your brother (?) everything
Gonna be all right, can't you feel it?
Don't ignore it, gonna be all right

Revolution Rock, to the coolest mobsters in Kingtown
With the hardest eyes and the coolest tongue
Is your heart made to rough?
That the blood must flow 'round the clock
Are you listening mobsters?
Hey, all people crawl are gonna die
While carnal food goes rolling by
It's food for thought mobsters
Young people shoot their days away
I've seen salad thrown away are you a loan shark?

The organ plays
And they're dancing to the brand new beat
This here music mash up nations
This here music cause a sensation

Tell your ma-ma-ma-ma, tell your pa-pa-pa-pa everything
Gonna be all right, can't you feel it?
Don't ignore it, gonna be all right

I say Revolution Rock, there's that old cheese greater
Rubbing me down, this must be the way out
Here's the cheap bit
Any song you want

Playing requests now on the bandstand
El Clash combo
Pays fifteen dollars a day
Weddings, parties, anything
With bongo jazz a specialty