Revolt - Artificial Eyes

Clocks go slow in a place of work.

Minutes drag and the hours jerk.

But anyway the lunch bells ring.

Take

one hour and do your thing.

Get back to work and sweat some more.

The sun will sink and we’ll get out

the door.

It’s no good for man to work in cages.

Hits the town, he drinks his

wages.

Revolt!

Revolt!

From Garageland westway to the world.

Give ‘em

enough rope!

Brixton on the airwaves around the globe.

What do we have for entertainment?

Cops kickin' gypsies on the pavement.

Now the news — snap to

attention.

The lunar landing of the dentist convention.

Gimme Honda and gimme

Sony.

It’s so cheap and

real phony.

Move yourself to go again, like cowboys do in T.V. land

Revolt!

Revolt!

From Garageland westway to the world.

Give ‘em

enough rope!

Brixton on the airwaves around the globe.

A car in the fridge Or a fridge in the car?

My daddy was a bankrobber.

Police on my back, english civil

war.

Clang, clang go the jail guitar doors.