Scrap the extras (Let's keep our eyes wide open) Cut out the spareparts (Let's keep our eyes wide open) Let's keep our eyes wide open Fuck the idol (Let's keep our eyes wide open) Reject the star (Star, star, star) Let's feed ourselves some (Let's keep our eyes wide open) Destruction Convention blackmails (Let's keep our eyes wide open) Creativity, yeah! Yeah This lack of challenge (Let's keep our eyes wide open) Kills me, kills me, kills me, kills me Scrap the extras (Let's keep our eyes wide open) Cut out the spareparts Fuck the idol, idol (Let's keep our eyes wide open) Reject the star The rhymes of revolution Poetry written in gasoline The rhymes of revolution, yeah! Yeah! Yeah Manipulate the obvious Cowards bought by traditionalist manners Scream at the herd that are heard the most Without substance and with useless banners Banners, banners, banners Your art, your art is worth, is worth nothing Like a city with no meaning Like a city, with no meaning, with no meaning Your creation holds, holds no hope The rhymes of revolution, yeah! Yeah! The rhymes of revolution Poetry written in gasoline, poetry written in gasoline Poetry written in gasoline, ah! Yeah You had a witness over there