Neatly polished up package - Do you think you have it
Just a product dressed to impress
Did you press a plastic abscess
Is there anything left - Rhetoric uninspired theft
It's all burning with nothingness - I'm so sick of your voices
Riot - Rebellion for sale
Buy it - Devoid of anything real
Riot - Rebellion for sale
The revolution will be telivised - Bought and sold and advertized
Who's the real charlaton - The pusher man pushin - Or did the writer lie
your validity nullified - Do you consume the con - Do you sing along?
Riot - Rebellion for sale
Buy it - Devoid of anything real
Riot - Rebellion for sale
Riot - Rebellion for sale
Buy it - Devoid of anything real
Riot - Rebellion for sale
I'm not for sale no - I'm not for sale no
I'm not for sale no - These words aren't for sale no
Everything is for sale - Everything is for sale - Everything is for sale
Riot - Rebellion for sale
Buy it - Devoid of anything real
Riot - Rebellion for sale
I'm not for sale no - I'm not for sale no
I'm not for sale no - These words aren't for sale no
Everything is for sale - Everything is for sale - Everything is for sale
Everything is for sale - Everything is for sale - Everything is for sale - This I know
Everything is for sale - Everything is for sale - Everything is for sale - This I know
But are you buying - Are you selling - That's the question
Are you buying - Are you selling - That's the question
I'm not buying - Into and - I'm not buying - Into thisBrick and wood, mortar and plane
Labor's love, a little faith
You can see the structure taking form.
Ancient tools, a new design
Taking care, taking time
We've seen so many houses fall before.
CHORUS:
We are building a house growing tall before our eyes
Stone on stone, watch it rise!
We are building a house with our hands, with our songs
May it stand as long as our lives.
As we tinker with the plans
Gentle friends lend their hands
Laying down a sturdy hardwood floor
For the future, from the past
Room to change, built to last
Come the snows of winter we'll be warm.
CHORUS
BRIDGE:
And sometimes you'll need a vacation (I'll need one too)
Sunning on the sand, running in a blinding rain.
After the recreation
We can sleep in our own bed once again.
That easy chair you've always known
Photographs from long ago
Thanksgiving Day parade moving in
So many books upon the shelves
So much more to teach ourselves
Under this roof we shall begin.
CHORUS