Uprising - Damn Yankees

Thunder on the mountain

Fire in the sky

The rainbow is my brother

I will choose to live or die

A stampede on the prairie

That brings me to my knees

My spirit is the eagle

And he will set me free

Another night of horror

The streets are living hell

The gangland has no honor

Just that dying smell

Where is the vigilante

He is better than the knave

Life’s a penny ante

I refuse to be a slave

Because I am an uprising citizen

Red man

When you feel an uprising

And your blood runs cold

You dig a little deeper

To the bottom of the hole

Oh our time has come

Oh our time

Uprising

When you feel an uprising

And your blood runs cold

You look a little deeper

To the bottom of your soul

Oh our time has come

Oh our time

Uprising

You dig a little deeper

To the bottom of the hole

Uprising