Forced to revolution the fire in his head seems to drive him on Never had a moment to think what on earth could a man have done Brave because he must be although in his eyes you can read Only one approach left to prove anyway that he is sincere Way down, your soul is weighed down Nobody knew - to think that it all depends on you and your ideals They say aggression is the fool's way But what can you do No one will pay you any heed Though they must believe in what you say Mostly you ignore him except just to say he should be erased Do you really think of the path that he takes as a game he plays? How much provocation is it going to take before you too Have to stand and fight for the rights that you know should belong to you?