The crystals (the crystals) Have fallen (have fallen) Sunrise Coming over the hill Morning At the break of dawn All rise And prepare for the coming Of a new day We rise With the hammers to strike And our pitchforks To toil in the field And to sing (Oohhhh) And to sing (Ooooohoooohoh) Jimmy Step away from our gate You are not welcome With your microchip j**els Trickster Leave our children alone You tempt them so With your harp and your lute And when you Sing (oooohoho) When you sing (oh oh ooooh) (x8) Sunrise coming Sunrise a-coming-coming Sunrise Sunrise (ha ha ha) Sunrise To sing And to sing