Out on the corner on your soapbox looking down
Waving your flag like this is a battle ground
Your fancy words try to cut me down to size
Hey mister, mister, you’re in for a big surprise
You can’t stop us
You can’t stop us now
Soldier of fortune tried to shoot me down
Beating his chest only to hear the sound
Pumping his fist saying that our cause is dead
Go put your lies in somebody else’s head
You can’t stop us
You can’t stop us
You can’t stop us now
You can’t stop us
You can’t stop us
You say you’re teaching wrong from right
I say you’re preaching only to start a fight
Blood on your hands and mud on your face
Our time [bad word] and you’re standing in the way
You can’t stop us
You can’t stop us
You can’t stop us
You can’t stop us now