"There's a time when the operation of the machine [bad word] so odious, makes you so sick at heart, that you can't take part; you can't even passively take part & you've got to put your bodies upon the gears & upon the wheels, upon the levers, upon all the apparatus & you've got to make it stop." -Mario Savio

To save face. How low can you go?
Talk alot of game but yet you don't know
Static on the wave, make us all say "Whoa"
The people up top push the people down low
Get down
And obey every word
Steady gettin' mine if you haven't yet heard
Wanna take what I got, don't be absurd
Don't fight the power, nobody gets hurt
If you haven't heard yet then I'm lettin' you know
There ain't [bad word] we [bad word] when the guns unload
And no one make a move unless my people say so
Got everything under control
Now everybody go.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Steel unload, final blow
We the animals take control
Hear us now, clear & [bad word] Wretches & Kings [bad word] for you.

So keep pace. How slow can you go?
Talk alot of [bad word] & yet you don't know
Fire on the way, make you all say "Whoa"
The people up top & the people down low
Get down
And [bad word]  it like that
The front of the attack is exactly where I'm at
Somewhere in between the kick & the high hat
The pen & the contract
The pitch & the contact
So get with [bad word]  I'm lettin' 'em know
There ain't [bad word] you can say to make me back down, low
So, push the button let the whole thing blow
Spinnin' everything outta control
Now everybody go.

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

Steel unload, final blow
We the animals take control
Hear us now, clear & [bad word] Wretches & Kings [bad word] for you
Steel unload, fire blow
Filthy animals, beat them low
Skin & bone, black & blue
No more this sun shall beat onto you.