For revolution rock, can all the kids get up

And feel the drums the way they sometimes talk

The beat outside the box

Stomp the corporotocracy and the free trade docks

Down in Mexico

Where song and dance belong to one and all

The free radicals, the untouchables

And revolutionary songs still grow

When I'm dead, don't say you loved me

When all you did was hate and shove me

And all I had was standard iss. punk rock

Give me combat standard issue rock

Give me combat standard issue rock

Revolution rock

For revolution rock, the lines around the block

And everybody's come for a little light and time off of the clock

So I swear I'll sing from the heart and not give up

Leaders care not without something small to gain

Burn them up, please tell me who has won when nothing remains

When I'm dead, don't say you loved me

When all you did was hate and shove me

And all I had was standard iss. punk rock

Give me combat standard issue rock

Combat boots and everything they're not

Revolution rock

When the reggae rock has left my song

And the rebel sounds have up and gone

Will the kids still wanna scream and sing along?

When I was a little kid, I would always bob my head to myself

Even now my only thing is to try to make the world sing oh-oh just for you

When the reggae rock has left the song

And the rebel sound is dead and gone

Will the kids and immigrants belong

To the corporates who write pablum tunes?

And all I have are standard issue songs