Текст песни
The thing about Saturday night is
Being part of the crowd
That's the American way
Going along with the crowd
Maybe the morning will come when
Everybody will wake up and
Start thinking for themselves
Roland Wright arrived at work seven minutes past
He told the boss to take his job and shove it up his ass
He walked out in the sunshine, felt the cool fresh breezes blow
On the day all the yes men said no
Miss Mercedes Miller, she was filling out her tax
Payin' for the monkeys on everybody's backs
She closed up her purse and told the taxman where to go
On the day all the yes men said no
And their voices rolled like thunder through the stinkin' city streets
'Till the buildings, they all shook down to their stones
And it rolled across the mountains, and it echoed across the sea
The day that all the yes men said no, no, no
On the day all the yes men said no
Corporal Tommy Edwards trainin' new recruits
He put down his rifle, said it feels like shit to shoot
Marched them down through the farmland to watch the tall corn grow
On the day all the yes men said no
Nancy Greeley woke up from a twelve-year troubled dream
As her husband screamed for breakfast and the kids all simply screamed
But she drove out to the freeway, headin' where, she didn't know
On the day all the yes men said no
And their voices rolled like thunder through the stinkin' city streets
'Till the buildings, they all shook down to their stones
And it rolled across the mountains, and it echoed across the sea
On the day that all the yes men said no, no, no
On the day all the yes men said no, no, no
On the day that the yes men said no
Thank you
All the yes men