On Ne Matraque Pas L'imagination Lyrics

In 1848 some beard declared the class war
In 1903 the workers strong-arm promised more
Now the system's failing, who will rise to the occasion?

It took a summer of love, and a decade of dissent
We've lost that spirit now, let's find it and take it back
Now the system's failing, will you rise to the occasion?

Walk like an Egyptian, rise like an Egyptian,
A Greek anarchist, the Spanish jobless youth
They all saw potential for a better, fairer world
Now it's time to complete their work

You might live with the fear of a truncheon in your neck
Don't let it shatter your imagination, this world must move ahead
You might live with some teargas in the eyes, but they can't blind what's inside

If we had all the answers, I wouldn't stand here today
But we need fire against injustice, and hope for a better day
They can't bludgeon all our hopes and ideals just yet, we can answer all of that

You might live with the fear of a truncheon in your neck
Don't let it shatter your imagination, this world must move ahead
You might live with some teargas in the eyes, but they can't blind what's inside