They saw us coming
From miles away
Jubilant train

Wearing a pink boa and feathers like an exotic bird
Double headed
Breathing smoke

Looking for a line to quote
Waiting to jump the rope
To change the vote

To witness hope
In the newest thing
Called freedom

But they said no way
And they wore the same coats
Khaki brown and faded

Typed at the same machines
And tried to box up all the dreams
In neat little packages

Like widgets for the factory
All the while watching big brother watching
Big brother watching

Big brother watching...
'But we are crashing gates
And we are passing over the gate keepers"

We are the new
And we are marching like a jubilant train
Through your towns

Past your landscapes of lame ducks
Past the lines of indifference
Past the stormtroopers of compromise

The deputies of damage control
The officers of fear
As they hand out their tickets to the deaf and the dumb and the younger ones

To the very old, the influential, the disturbed, the zealots, the sheltered, the innocent.
We pass through the gates
Like the dawning of a new age

Like the turning of a new page
Like the birth of a new son
Like freedom

On a roll
Wearing nothing but a smile on our faces
And our hands up in the air