I won't be working for your money I won't be working for your bread I'll be working for a revolution I'll be working 'til I'm dead We won't be marching for your flag We won't be training to kill We'll be training the next generation to be refusing your will You say we haven't the means But we know that you know that we're right If nobody joins nobody's army There's nobody's army to fight No gods, no masters No need for no more We have no need of a master We have no need of your god We don't need no holy book to tell us right from wrong No gods, no masters No need, oh! No more We won't be working for your money We won't be working for your bread We'll be working for a revolution We'll be working 'til we're dead