Punk rock party in a suburban home
Everybody's famous here
but nobody's known
We got no music 'cause
the speaker's blown
Apart
The spirit's moving through a seaside town
I'm born again to the latest sound
New wave airwaves swirling
around my heart
You no longer got a hold on me
I'm out of Lucifer's hands
You no longer got a hold on me
You're no longer in control of me
I am
The NME is spitting
from an inky page
St. John the Divine is gonna take the stage
Like a talent show
where your talent is your rage
I'm in
Prayers of fire on a raindog night
Young men see visions
beyond sound or sight
The Velvets beginning to see the light
Amen
You no longer got a hold on me
I'm out of Lucifer's hands
You no longer got a hold on me
You're no longer in control of me
I am
wooh wooh wooh
Yes, I can change the world
Yes, I can change the world
The poor breaking bread
That's made out of stone
The rich man won't eat
He's eating alone
That's easy
But I can't change the world in me
You no longer got a hold on me
I'm out of Lucifer's hands
You no longer got a hold on me
You're no longer in control of me
I am