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In 1848 some beard declared the class war In 1903 the workers strong-arm promised more Now the system's failing, who will rise to the occasion? It took a summer of love, and a decade of dissent We've lost that spirit now, let’s find it and take it back Now the system's failing, will you rise to the occasion? Walk like an Egyptian, rise like an Egyptian, A Greek anarchist, the Spanish jobless youth They all saw potential for a better, fairer world Now it's time to complete their work You might live with the fear of a truncheon in your neck Don't let it shatter your imagination, this world must move ahead You might live with some teargas in the eyes, but they can't blind what's inside If we had all the answers, I wouldn't stand here today But we need fire against injustice, and hope for a better day They can't bludgeon all our hopes and ideals just yet, we can answer all of that You might live with the fear of a truncheon in your neck Don't let it shatter your imagination, this world must move ahead You might live with some teargas in the eyes, but they can't blind what's inside From Letras Mania