Well I canÂ’t stop doing this
If I do it would be fruitless
WeÂ’re gonna make roots music
And live rootless

And everyone knows
Doing whatÂ’s right in their heart
Is all they wanted to do from the start yeah
Even I know, even I know

Ah its doubling, quality is doubling
Bring my lover in and make me sing
Yeah its doubling, quality is doubling
Bring my lover in and make me sing

Aheyoo
Aheyoo
Aheyoo
IÂ’m alive again

And IÂ’m celebrating the fact that weÂ’re not all built one way
ItÂ’s way cool with me if you turn out to be gay
ThereÂ’s fascists behind different faces today
Some wear suits, some sing hip-hip and reggae

ItÂ’s amazing to me how slow progress is
Will the world be more just when IÂ’m singing this to my kids?
Or Will they be like “hey Dad I’ve gotta say
The world’s even more fucked up now than it was in your day”

One more, one more
One more chance for the wildness
One more, one more
Shot at love

Cos thereÂ’s something more, thereÂ’s something more
We should be living for
Something more than this making money stuff
ThereÂ’s something more, thereÂ’s something more
We should be living for
We should be dying for