Dead Or Alive - Pretty Maids

They shout in the streets of

Rangoon

A young revolution in bloom

Uprising among the Chinese

For justice and freedom of speach

Stand up in line

Speak out your mind

Fight for your right to believe

Leave your misery

Die with dignity

Cry for justice when you long for it

Want it

Dead or alive

Gonna hold your fire high

Stand up for your reasons

Dead or alive

Its a game of do or die

In your fight for freedom

Oppress you with muscle and might

They fear the rebellion in sight

With evil tyrannic regimes

They rule but they can’t kill your

Dreams

Scream it out loud

They’re deaf to the crowd

Ignore your demands to be free

Free and break your bonds

Never bow to no one

Cry for justice within you long for it

Want it

All for the cause is warth the price

Another human sacrifice

Another spill of blood on the bricks

Beyond their minds as cold as ice

Beyond their little white washed lies

Love don’t exist