In nineteen hundred and seventy-five all the
People rose from the countryside to move against
You government man d'you understand locked
Together hand in hand all through this unsteady land--
Gonna roll roll roll the rock around roll roll roll the rock
Around lift the rock out of the ground

at the Battle of Forever Plains all my people hand
In hand in hand in the rain the laser way won the day
Without one single living soul going down the government
Troops were circled in the sun gun found themselves on the
Run... from our nation the rock is raised no need to hide from
The other side now... transformation

call high to the constellation headquarters call high to the
Most high directors send out the transporting systems and
Send out the sun finders
Thirteen battalion of mind raiders three hundred master
Computer killers from great platforms in the mountains
Twenty mile lasers