New Decade Lyrics - G.b.h.

From the slums to the suburbs there's a rallying cry, 

people are kicking authority, blacking its eye. 

It's sure time to party when your freedom comes, 

flowers poking out of the barrels of guns. 

Like a punch-drunk fighter, I see your power fade, 

talking your place in this mad, mad, mad parade. 

You pulled the pin from the last hand-grenade, 

.. .. It's the start of a new decade. 

You'll get your liberation from the soldiers and the cops, 

the new wall is built and that is where the buck stops. 

The underground has risen, select a chosen few. 

So throw out the old, bring in the new.