The Sound of Revolt

In my back pocket there's a catapult
To smash windows with the sound of revolt,
I may not be Guy Fawkes
But I'll always be a thorn in your paws.

This anger is focused, so you'd better listen up.
When there's a scarf over my face and my hoody's up,
I'm out to build the world with a brick in my hand.
I'm just a little man, but this is where I take my stand.

Woah. Woah. This is where I take my stand.
Woah. Woah. This is where I take my stand.

I'm writing columns and I'm singing songs,
I'm marching every time they drop them bombs;
Because I love the sound of breaking glass, ooh,
I'll always be a pain in your arse.

This anger is focused, so you'd better listen up.
When there's a scarf over my face and my hoody's up,
I'm out to change the world with a brick in my hand.
I'm just a little man, but this is where I take my stand.

Woah. Woah. This is where I take my stand.
Woah. Woah. This is where I take my stand.
Woah. Woah. This is where I take my stand.
Woah. Woah. This is where I take my stand.