Thereâ#128##153#s a rebel child in every town
Thereâ#128##153#s always that on who wont back down
You wont you wont you wont change me
You wont you wont you wont break me

I will live I will die in this world alone
Being feared being stoned by a mop of clones
And I donâ#128##153#t accept your authority
Thereâ#128##153#s a blooming flower in a garden of dust
Thereâ#128##153#s a rebel child whoâ#128##153#s about to be born
So throw you stones throw your stone throw your stones

So whatâ#128##153#s my story
Reason for fighting
Not for the glory
But for the right  
For the right
For the right 
For the right to be

Thereâ#128##153#s a rebel child in every town
Thereâ#128##153#s always that on who wont back down
You wont you wont you wont change me
You wont you wont you wont break me

I will live I will die in this world alone
Being feared being stoned by a mop of clones
And I donâ#128##153#t accept your authority
Thereâ#128##153#s a blooming flower in a garden of dust
Thereâ#128##153#s a rebel child whoâ#128##153#s about to be born
So throw you stones throw your stone throw your stones
You wont break me