Dreaming that you're quietly driving bynWaking, wiping sleep out of your eyesnWatching firey cocktails in the skynRebel code, rebel codennHuddled in the cellars undergroundnThey're tapping out a code to bring you downnHacking into every home in townnRebel code, rebel codenn(Chorus)nOne mic (one mic)nThree chords (three chords)nour memories storednRebel codennOne song (one song)nTwo words (two words) nno chance to get borednRebel codennStalin waits forever at the gatenWe simplify, we complicatenThe urge to break, the need to recreatenRebel code, rebel codennChanging everything that they were taughtnAlcohol and fire and ones and noughtsnSomething in the water and the bonesnRebel code, rebel codenn(Chorus)nOne mic (one mic), nThree chords (three chords), nour memories storednRebel codennOne song (one song),nTwo words (two words), nno chance to get borednRebel code