Well it never ceases to amaze me,
The beauty and goodwill that man is capable of.
And it never ceases to amaze me,
The horror that can come from a soul without love.
And it never ceases to amaze me,
The way we drink freedom from a golden cup.
And it never ceases to amaze me,
How willing we are to give that freedom up.

Stand the fuck up and fight for your rights,
And what you believe,
and never let another tell you what you cannot achieve
cause these are our dreams, never forget their price
their dreams are dead and gone and they give only bad advice.
They’ll line up outside your door, say you’ll never succeed.
But that’s only reason more for you to get up out the house
and bleed for it, need for it, never let it die,
cause its all over in the blink of an eye.

(Bridge)
Then the droning will set in, the monotony begins.
Why fight when you can be secure, its much too hard to win.
For many its inane, redundancy reigns,
A speck of hope in an otherwise vast sea of mundane.

Well it never ceases to amaze me,
The beauty and goodwill that man is capable of.
And it never ceases to amaze me,
The horror that can come from a soul without love.
And it never ceases to amaze me,
The way we drink freedom from a golden cup.
And it never ceases to amaze me,
How willing we are to give that freedom up.

Stand the fuck up and fight for your rights,
And what you believe,
and never let another tell you what you cannot achieve
cause these are our dreams, never forget their price
their dreams are dead and gone and they give only bad advice.
They’ll line up outside your door, say you’ll never succeed.
But that’s only reason more for you to get up out the house
and bleed for it, need for it, never let it die,
cause its all over in the blink of an eye.