(Words Willcox / Music Darlow) Praying to the
silent man A new day dawns Behind acetylene
tanks A dog's lament Wakes the new
age But falls in splintered
fragments Around his cage Like everyone
said there'd be So much more to nineteen
eighty-four Rebel run Don't shoot your
gun Rebel run Run run run Now get
down And stay down You've gotta learn To
kiss the ground You see a city Well watch it
fall We're the hobos Of planet
patrol Lean machines Colliding Out of
control Rebel run Don't shoot your
gun Rebel run Run run run Now get
down And stay down You've gotta learn To
kiss the ground You've gotta get away You've
gotta get away Rebel You've gotta get
away You've gotta stay away... It's just a
power game It's just a power
game Rebel You've gotta get away You've
gotta stay away
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