The revolution comes Like Christmas does But CHRISTMAS COMES AND GOES And revolution just stays there Paved into dirt Where it can crack and sunwarp The cold may carve it up But it will still stay hard And whatever rain throws down We should know by now What goes around still comes around And hard hearts still have spots Where they can be clubbed When you have a good reason Soft hands won't swing those bats People in t-shirts will And the kids will learn to do it The cold may carve them up...
