From all the memories I keep in mind
One of the strongest come from that night
One hundred and fifty kids at the show
One hundred and fifty kids jumping, screaming Go!!!
An abuse of power
We do nothing
It’s time to turn street into riot
To put words into action
We think too much and act too slow
Who wants to be first one to go?
We need one more bleeding hero
WHAT COULD BE DONE–when all actions fall short
WHAT COULD BE DONE–& there’s no reflexions left
WHAT COULD BE DONE–I see no justice
WHAT COULD BE DONE-this Monday night in Paris
I would like to
pretend we resist
But no one moves
To show some anger?
Is apathy our new program?
We lost more than our pride tonight
WHEN ACTIONS FALL SHORT
AND THERE’S NO REFLEXION LEFT
I SEE NO JUSTICE
THIS MONDAY NIGHT IN PARIS