I met you at the barricade

It's fever pitch where the crowd had gathered

You said the bow is breaking

You want to get some coffee or something



Float by the crowd that scatters

I found my people and nothing else matters

Bullhorns feed back in stormy skies

No one listens but it's so hot when you try



You've got a taste for danger

It turns you on

Just take a look in your face

I know what's going on

You got a taste for danger



Tiptoe through the riots

Vandals laced and braced for action

No sense, no consequence

You're a green stick fracture

Bounce back at you



Chorus

Beggars stare at the brand new sneakers on the

Anarchists and celebrity speakers

These are improbable days my friends

Tomorrow's mundane

All good things must end

And the cops told the crown they must disperse

Your pretty eyes fall as the tear gas burst

Here come the horses and we move along

Promise I'll see you but the moment is gone



You're shocked when the spray can splatters

Deliver us from the chumps and suckers

You and me killing time in the present tense

Bound together by someone to fight against



Chorus

I used to be a dissident citizen