Can't I just spend the next four years at a punk show? I want to spend the next four years in the front row Because if the world outside is going to sh** Then you will find me in the centre of the circle pit I'm going to spend the next four years at a punk show Can't I just spend the next four years getting wasted? Maybe if I drink enough whisky shots I can face it Because if we're welcoming in World War Three Then I'm waving goodbye to my sobriety I'm going to spend the next four years getting wasted What do we do if they don't represent us? What do we do, do, do? I thought that we were winning the war against the h*mophobes and the racists You can't be serious man, we can't be this f**ed Well I'm sorry, old friends, I guess it's time to s** it up Don't go giving up now, here's what we do: We can't just spend the next four years in a safe space I'm going to spend the next four years getting outraged So every single day let's find a brand new way To let the motherf**ers know that we can't be swept away I'm going to spend the next four years on the barricades A change is going to come, and there's nothing to be done A change is going to come, come, come: The only thing to choose is to decide which way you're going to jump So don't give into the hatred; don't give into the fear Pour yourself a shot of anger to go with your beer Let's be the sand in the gears for the next four years Let's be the sand in the gears for the next four years Let's be the sand in the gears for the next four years Let's be the sand in the gears for the next four years Let's be the sand in the gears for the next four years Trust me, it's going to be a long four years (Let's be the sand in the gears for the next four years) Trust me, it's going to be a long four years (Let's be the sand in the gears for the next four years) Trust me, it's going to be a long four years Let's be the sand in the gears for the next four years