The Electric Proletariat Rides A Velvet Chariot

We live the lives, baby
We sculpt the seconds, yeah
Yeah we craft the clock, baby
(tick-tock-tick-tock)
My time is my own, baby
Saturday freedom, yeah
Seven days a week, right
(tick-tock-tick-tock)
Reclaim the day, child
Set yourself free, yes
We’re gonna get it on
(yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
The time is now child
Numbers on the rise, yeah
Gonna metamorphosize
(yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
One, gonna rise up, people up
Two, acquisition of the thrown, baby
Three, take it in the street
Unlock the gate
One, stage a charge
Two, numbers swell
Three, and we’re gonna get it on
Four
Right on, right on
Ride on, baby, ride on
I’m here to tell you children
That their dream is over
And from their fertile ashes
The great bird rises