Look what's happening out in the streets Got a revolution (got to revolution) Hey, I'm dancing down the streets Got a revolution (got to revolution) Oh, ain't it amazing all the people I meet? Got a revolution (got to revolution) One generation got old One generation got sold This generation got no destination to hold Pick up the cry Hey, now it's time for you and me Got a revolution (got to revolution) Hey, come on now we're marching to the sea Got a revolution (got to revolution) Who will take it from you, we will and who are we? Well, we are volunteers of America (volunteers of America) Volunteers of America (volunteers of America) I've got a revolution Got a revolution Look what's happening out in the streets Got a revolution…
Lucetti battalion was an anarchist Partisan battle formation of Carrara. The fascist forces never managed to disperse or capture them, they kept fighting to the last day, unbeaten until the day of Liberation from the nazi-fascist barbarians. FROM THE MOUNTS OF SARZANA Moments of pain, days of suffering, I'm writing to you dear mother, Tomorrow we will attack. And the Black Brigade, We'll make them all die !! From the mounts of Sarzana One day we will descend, Alert, oh Partisans of Lucetti Battalion ! Lucetti battalion is Libertarians and nothing more ! Be brave and keep advancing ! Death and then nothingness !! Be brave and keep advancing ! Death and then nothingness !! Cannon shells rain from the mounts of Sarzana, Alert oh Partisans of Lucetti Brigade ! Strongest than ever the battle scream Will rise from above there ! Loyal to Pietro Gori * We will descend ! Loyal to Pietro Gori We will descend ! * Ernesto Antonio Pietro Giuseppe Cesare Augusto Gori (1865-1911) was an Italian Anarchist, journalist, lawyer, poet, writer and music author.
Change the lyrics a little and we could rename this 21st Century Man! This is the age of machinery, A mechanical nightmare, The wonderful world of technology, Napalm, hydrogen bombs, biological warfare This is the twentieth century, But too much aggravation It's the age of insanity, What has become of the green pleasant fields of Jerusalem. Ain't got no ambition, I'm just disillusioned I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna be here. My mama said she can't understand me She can't see my motivation Just give me some security, I'm a paranoid schizoid product of the twentieth century. You keep all your smart modern writers Give me William Shakespeare You keep all your smart modern painters I'll take Rembrandt, Titian, Da Vinci and Gainsborough, Girl we gotta get out of here We gotta find a solution I'm a twentieth century man but I don't want to die here. I was born in a welfare state Ruled by bureaucracy Controlled by civil servants And people dressed in grey Got no privacy, got no liberty Cos the twentieth century people Took it all away from me. Don't wanna get myself shot down By some trigger happy policeman, Gotta keep a hold on my sanity I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna die here. My mama says she can't understand me She can't see my motivation Ain't got no security, I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna be here. This is the twentieth century But too much aggravation This is the edge of insanity I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna be here
So; 'twa recruitin' sergeants can come to your classroom to brainwash you with their sadomasochistic thanatotic bullshit, but you're too tender an age to watch a goddamned vid? What; not enough waving flags, martial music and bugle calls?
