Music has no color like you wouldn`t if you couldn`t see your skin.
Now it`s time to rearrange, and tell me now where we begin.
What goes up must come down.
Dog the people who cause the black radio (x4)
Now I see a kid and his face is sad.
Let`s stick him in a corner, so he won`t bother us.
He`s gonna rip it up, he`s gonna kick it out,
He`s gonna tear down all the walls that hold him in.
He`s gonna push this, like you`ve never seen before.
(chorus x4)
The old man is still angry now
Because the black and white are still around,
But he`s still got his best trick up his sleeve.
He`s gonna raise his flag, he`s gonna aim it straight,
He`s gonna tear down all the walls that hold him in
To kill... kill... kill the system with love!