Aaah aah aaa aaa aah, ooh ooh ooo oooh ooo ooh aaah aah
Punk rock party in a suburban home
Everybody's famous here but nobody's known
We got no music 'cos the speaker's blown apart
The spirit's moving through a seaside town
I'm born again to the latest sound
New wave airwaves swilling around my heart (uh uh)
[Chorus]
You no longer got a hold on me
I'm out of Lucifer's hands
You no longer got a hold on me
You're no longer in control of me
I am
The NME is spitting from an inky page
St. John Divine is gonna take the stage
At the talent show where your talent is your rage
I'm in
Prayers of fire on a raindog night
Young men see visions beyond sound or sight
The Velvets beginning to see the light
Amen
[Chorus]
You no longer got a hold on me
I'm out of Lucifer's hands
You no longer got a hold on me
You're no longer in control of me
I am
(ooo ooo oooh ooo oooh ooo oooh ooo ooh)
Whoa whoa whoa
Yes I can change the world
Whoa whoa whoa
Yes I can change the world
The poor breaking bread that's made out of stone
The rich man won't eat, he's eating, alone
That's easy
But I can't change the world
In me
[Chorus]
You no longer got a hold on me
I'm out of Lucifer's hands
You no longer got a hold on me
You're no longer in control of me
I am
(whoa, oh oh oh ooh)