The year was 1999 A.D The people kickin' up a scene In the countryside and in the city Tired of tyranny So they marchin' in the cold, in the rain, in the heat In the plaza, in the hall, in the square, in the street Breaking down the walls, unafraid of defeat Unafraid of the powers that be ‘cause the power that be never cared The powers that be never shared When hunger marched and drought parched the land Wealth and power never lent a hand With nowhere to turn people riot and burn Street clash, broke gla**, order overturned And they wonder when it will stop ‘cause you can only push the people so far… From Gaza to Jaffna, blood and fire Soweto to Rio, blood and fire La Paz to Chiapas, blood and fire Karachi to Dili, blood, blood, blood and fire What must fall to bee free, blood and fire Must fall to be free Independent a half century People still livin' in misery So ten thousand strong humanity Marches on the city Where they calling out for bread, out for gas, out for heat For water, shelter, opportunity In front of reporters, riot police They state their demands defiantly Soon the tear gas fillin' up the air Rubber bullets bouncing everywhere The crowd is told to disperse or expect the worst If they don't clear out and disappear Ignored and abused, nothin' left to lose People run up and down, frightened and confused And they wonder when it will stop ‘cause you could only push the people so far…