Lyrics

The peasants are revolting (x2)
They're gonna raze the capitol
They're gonna bring its ceilings down
They've come to reclaim what they own

Marching across the land
Torches in their hand
They're crossing the horizon with their shovels and hoes
Their hunger is arising while their anger grows
They've got nothing to fear any more

Here comes the hour of fate
They're pouring through the city gate
You better call in the National Guard
You better contact all your agents abroad
You better leave the palace through the secret tunnel below

House comes tumbling down
Heaven swings the Axis around
And you who looted Europe from Ulan Bataar
And you who conquered Asia with your cannon power
Today you are somebody else's pawn

The peasants are revolting (x2)
They're gonna raze the capitol
They're gonna bring its ceilings down
They've come to reclaim what they own

And you who looted Europe from Ulan Bataar
And you who conquered Asia with electric guitar
Today you are somebody else's pawn

You better call in the National Guard
You better contact all your agents abroad
You better leave the White House through the secret tunnel below