Happy Birthday Revolution

Car horns and rumba music

Through the city's broken heart

Is this the devil's

Own back yard

It was forty years ago

That the gangster he fell

To a rag, bag of men

The world remembers well

Happy Birthday Revolution

Happy Birthday Revolution

I'm standing here

Watching the world fall apart

Watching the world fall apart

Our leader he was young

Gallant and divine

It was the age

Of blood and romance

They shot him in Bolivia

No tear did we cry

For how many men

Can choose the way that they die

Happy Birthday Revolution

Happy Birthday Revolution

I'm standing here

Watching the world fall apart

Watching the world fall apart

We paint him on buildings

With sadness in his eyes

If we suffer hungry days

Then we call it sacrifice

Some say his dream is full of holes

We have dignity and pride

We have independence

Or is it just a Yankee lie

Happy Birthday Revolution

Happy Birthday Revolution

I'm standing here

Watching the world fall apart

Watching the world fall apart

Happy Birthday Revolution

Happy Birthday Revolution

Happy Birthday Revolution

Happy Birthday Revolution

Happy Birthday Revolution

I'm standing here

Watching the world fall apart

Watching the world fall apart

Just watching the world fall apart