Revolution

When 'the people's revolution

Is the stuff of science fiction

Then the sense of evolution is deranged

Into thinking your solution

Is the easy contradiction

To the way you had the problem re-arranged

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

No! No! No! No! No! -- I don't think so!

No! No! No! No! No! -- I don't think so!

No! No! No! No! No!

It's obvious to me

But can't you blinkered visionaries

All comprehend how unrealistic it must be?

To alter all the problems

Till the facts are all forgotten

And solutions blow out on the morning breeze

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

No! No! No! No! No! -- I don't think so!

No! No! No! No! No! -- I don't think so!

No! No! No! No! No! -- Where's your revolution now?

No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!

When will you come to realise

The more you tend to theorise

The actuality of life recedes?

And the daily devastation

- Maybe daily revelation -

Is forgotten in the future you conceive

So any people's revolution

Is not down to your conclusions

Concerning how we change to suit your needs

For if everyone is what they are

Change can only go as far

As people want to change their destiny

No! No! No! No! No!

No! No! No! No! No! -- I don't think so!

No! No! No! No! No! -- I don't think so!

No! No! No! No! No! -- Where's your revolution now?

No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!