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When I look into the eyes of the tough punk guys 
With their stupid bondage belts 
And the girls accessorize 
With lots of little spikes and neat hair dyes 
It's a whole subculture easy to commercialize 
"The Revolution" wont come 
Cause everybody's dumb 
Drunk, fucked up on drugs-look at what it's come to:, 
Tiny microcosm of a big stupid world 
Short sighted, opinionated, gullible boys and girls! 

This music's only rock-n-roll 
Wont change the world or save your soul 
Uniform Identity? 
This trademark rebellion's not for me 

Will there ever be a time when time doesn't matter 
When a lack of money means your dreams aren't shattered 
When chemicals don't take the edge off of life 
And confidence keeps you whole inside 
Can we ever look forward to not being bored 
To not being scared to open closed doors 
To love without holding anything back 
To trust and share and stay intact? 

Give me love don't give me hate 
I'll stay aware and not sedate 
Addicted to my sleepyhead 
When it's time to wake up 
I'll stay in bed 

You can sell your soul for rock and roll 
Turn off your brain 
wait to grow old 
Get a good job 
How much plastic can you buy? 
I dunno but here we go 
Freedom is the easiest thing to lose 
How many options can you choose? 
From the choices they've already made for you? 

Addicted to a sleepyhead 
Some of us will sleep until we're dead 
Trade in one uniform to wear another 
That smothers you but never keeps you covered 
Freedom is the easiest thing to lose 
How many options can you choose? 
From the choices they've already made for you?