Coming out into the night Our barricades Show the tragedy of outcasts And no words to say When the rebel sun sets behind the assembly line All the humanoids are waiting for the Next sunny day And hours for passer byes Are running faster (and faster) Tomorrow's bringing on a brave new day The man who claims to rule and teach Is only master for the rich And anyway succumbs To the laws of nature in the end And all the prophets on the streets Meeting for tomorrow sleep And hear the sound of sirens In unison they cry The Sun and wind are a symphony For the man who builds And thirty years are soon left back As progress steps forward A crows of outcasts Protect their ignorance into the barricades