I’m not part of your little scene
Cause I don’t read your magazines
And we don’t play your fashion shows
We don’t wear your petty clothes

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We’re not goin’ out without a freedom fight ‘cause I say it’s right
We’re all burnin’ bright like the city lights and that’s outta sight

We’re not part of this blackout troupe
And we’re not part of this runway loop
That’s the path to aftermath, know the facts
Do the math, take it back, be exact

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Callin’ out, callin’ out to you in the front row seat
Communists, cosmonauts, computer beats
You’re not slaves to daily dose
You’re not crucified holy ghost

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We're not part of your little scene
Cause we don’t read your magazines
And we don’t play your fashion shows
We don’t wear your petty clothes

(Chorus)