Weekend Riot

Midnight blue and dreams and stars
are all we can see,
and «a change is gonna come» was all they cannot say.
All the steps on the blacktop beating like snare and tom,
like a march of nothing.
This is our generation gone, this is our revolution gone.
All dressed up and angry look boys set up for the battle,
«gone today and here tomorrow» is all they want to say.
All the dust on the dancefloor reminds me years nearly lost,
melt with smokin' factories.
This is our generation gone, this is our revulution gone, this is our
revelation gone, this is our long walk alone.
Friday night we’ll get the world,
saturday night we stand and fight again and again.
Tonight we just set our soul free
with some dreams and the riot we are still waitin
with some drinks
and the fire we keep burnin'
and the fire we keep burnin'
yeah yeah yeah