Lyrics:

Here comes the angel of death You may not remember her yet Concrete all over her face Child bride of the human race Until you see life in the forest Until you hear youve been abolished Forget everything that you think youve been promised Bring on the change Sunscreen all over your face Chatswood wasnt built in a day Mysteries are in this game, i say Shine on, take me away Heads in the bank, hearts in the closet Souls out to lunch, will soon be upon us We believe everything that we see, lets be honest And bring on the change Lift up your eyes, look to the heavens Could be a sign, or a seven-eleven Some day well see everything theyve been selling Bring on the change cmon, cmon Bring on the change, i say You gotta bring on the change