We'll be fighting in the streets, with our children at our feet,
And the morals that they wor-ship will be gone.
And the men who spurred us on sit in judgement of all wrong,
They de-cide and the shot-gun sings the song
I'll tip my hat to the new consti-tution
Take a bow for the new revo-lution,
Smile and grin at the change all a-round,
Pick up my guitar and play
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
----We don't get fooled again
Change it had to come, we knew it all along,
We were liberated from the fold, that's all
And the world looks just the same, and history ain't changed,
'cause the banners were all flown in the last war
I'll tip my hat to the new consti-tution
Take a bow for the new revo-lution,
Smile and grin at the change all a-round,
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yester-day,
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
--- We don't get fooled again. No-No
I'll move myself and my family aside,
If we happen to be left half alive,
I'll get all my papers and smile at the sky,
Though I know that the hypnotized never lie.
Guitar Solo
Nothing in the street looks any different to me
And the slogans are re-placed by the by,
And the parting on the left is now parting on the right,
And the beards have all grown lon-ger over night.
I'll tip my hat to the new consti-tution
Take a bow for the new revo-lution,
Smile and grin at the change all a-round,
Get on my guitar and play
Just like yester-day,
Then I'll get on my knees and pray
--- We don't get fooled again -- Don't get fooled again
No-No
Organ Interlude
Refrain
Yeah~~~~~~~~~~~~
Meet the new boss.
Same as the old boss