(Words Willcox / Music Darlow)
Praying to the silent man
A new day dawns
Behind acetylene tanks
A dog`s lament
Wakes the new age
But falls in splintered fragments
Around his cage
Like everyone said there`d be
So much more to nineteen eighty-four
Rebel run
Don`t shoot your gun
Rebel run
Run run run
Now get down
And stay down
You`ve gotta learn
To kiss the ground
You see a city
Well watch it fall
We`re the hobos
Of planet patrol
Lean machines
Colliding
Out of control
Rebel run
Don`t shoot your gun
Rebel run
Run run run
Now get down
And stay down
You`ve gotta learn
To kiss the ground
You`ve gotta get away
You`ve gotta get away
Rebel
You`ve gotta get away
You`ve gotta stay away...
It`s just a power game
It`s just a power game
Rebel
You`ve gotta get away
You`ve gotta stay away