You are not my enemy
You live like a drunk
You\'re fat, bad and still agree
All this TV Junk
I\'m hot like a rhythm - beating the drums
Now I\'m a rebel - stick to my guns
Maybe I\'m sick - going out of this hell
Hear my rebel yell
My revolutions shock you through the core
Join me, I open the door
My revolutions for a modern dream
Come let us go to extremes
I\'m not your enemy
I fan the flames of truth
Your fate and my destiny
Will change our views
But I\'m hot like a rhythm beating the drums
Now I\'m a rebel - stick to my guns
Maybe I\'m sick - going out of this hell
Hear my rebel yell
My revolutions shock you through the core
Join me - I open the door
My revolutions for a better life
Against all odds I will survive
Maybe I\'m a loser baby, maybe I\'ll be wrong
But I know I will always carry on ...to fight
Go out of this hell - hell - hell
Hear my rebel yell - hear my rebel yell
My revolutions shock you through the core
Join me, I open the door
My revolutions for a modern dream
Come let us go to extremes -
To extremes - to extremes
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