 We stood in front of tanks at
Tiananmen Square,From Berlin to
Chiapas we are everywhere,And
over the sirens of the police
cars,You can hear us shout “The
streets are ours!”'69 Chicago
ushered in a new age,We brought
the war home with the days of
rage,And over the sirens of the police cars you can hear us shout: 'These streets are ours!' In Seattle we chased out
the World Trade Organisation,On
Mayday we gave Winston Churchill a
mohican,Kept the water for the
people in Cochabamba,Demanded
autonomy on the dawn of NAFTA,So
send in the clowns, someone send
in the clowns,The black bloc,
the antiFA and the undergrounds,A big, pink,
marching samba band,And we'll
take our own route that ain't
pre-planned,From the social
centres and the Brighton
Schnews,From Indymedia reporting
our own news,Over the sirens of
the police cars,You can hear us
shout “The streets are ours!" We threw the bomb at
Haymarket Square,We fly the
black flag everywhere,And over
the sirens of the police
cars,You can hear us shout “The
streets are ours!”
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