Lyrics:

One, two, three, four
Smoke stacks reach the sky
As talk of revolution heats the air

On every city street
In every state
The truth stands all too clear
One, two, three, four
The kids are sick and tired of the news today
Sick and tired of all the lies
We want the truth
It is gonna be No paradise
It is gonna be No paradise
Forget the claims
It is gonna be No paradise
So, no
We need to take the world back now
We need to take control right now

Promises of a better tomorrow
Promises bought on borrowed dollars
No disaster ever looked so great
So while I say
As old men delivered that league of terror, war
We ask ourselves what are we dying for?

So all the kids are sick and tired of the news today
Sick and tired of all your lies
We want the truth
It is gonna be No paradise
It is gonna be No paradise
Forget the claims
It isn't goin' to be No paradise
So, no
We need to take the world back now
We need to take control right now

The richest of the rich, dine in fancy shi cafes
Not a worry of their days

The cost of luxury, throughout empires of history
His vengeance from those empires enslaved
You better hear us now
It is gonna be No paradise
It is gonna be No paradise
Forget the claims
It is gonna be No paradise

It is gonna be No paradise
Oh, no