It's a familiar sound, we're under attacknWe're gonna stand our ground, they're beating us backnDon't take that tack, we'll take them onnnLay at best offense nyou'll wanna tear the whole damn all of you downnand get back the bastards who kept you silent nand set you upnnWe're gonna take them down, they'll never come backnWe're gonna take this town, and launch an attacknso fight back it's too late to call a truce, nyou can't turn around after you're turned loosenand we're making tracks that go 2x2, n2, what more can we donnnWe can turn around, you can't give up nownyou won't figure it out, shake off the shackles nsing it now:n“I won't go quiet, I won't go home!”nnSo don't you turn around, we're leaving in tactnwe're gonna face this down, and never look backnso don't take this tack, we'll take them nonncome along, we were right, they were wrongnwe invade, we are strongnand we're taking them onnnWe have a saynthere's a will, there's a waynif we fight, if we staynWe can still win the day.