Stay with your hands up in the sky
(Like you want to testify)
(For the life that's been deleted, sing like a rebel's lullaby)
Under the stars and stripes, for the lost souls that were cheated
We will be seen but not be heard

We are, revolution radio...!
Operation no control
In the headline, my love's bullet proof
Give me cherry bombs and gasoline
Carry guitars and treachery
In the headline, we call lies the truth

Give me rage like there's tear gas in the crowd
Do you want 'em allowed, but the air is barely breathing
Lies, all the slums to the obsolete
The dawn of the new airwaves for the anti-social media

We are, revolution radio
Operation no control
In the headline, my love's bullet proof
Give me cherry bombs and gasoline
Carry guitars and treachery
In the headline, we call lies the truth

We will be seen but not be heard
We are the songs of the destroyed

We are, revolution radio
Operation no control
In the headline, my love's bullet proof
Give me cherry bombs and gasoline
Carry guitars and treachery

(In the headline, we call lies the truth...)