They cancelled Christmas in SeattlenClosed the waves in MalibunLost the war but won the battlenTo the constitutions tunenSigned away the sun at mercynAuctioned off the light of moonnSoaked the hungrynFed the thirstynStarted New Years off in JunennNow theres summer in the winternAnd its snow instead of rainnNo more freedom bells for ringingnTheyre all chainednnNow we call this homenA place we call our ownnWhere weve been overthrownnBy the trade we sellnTo hellnRebelnnI was told I made a differencenNever saw it much that waynA taste of southern sin on defensenLeaves an afterthought of stagenTheres no innocence in glorynTheres no history in painnTheres no mother in the storynOf the boy who lost his namennNow theres mourning every eveningnAnd theres temple in our churchnNo more wedding bells, theyre screamingnWe were first.nnNow we call this homenA place we call our ownnWhere weve been overthrownnBy the trade we sellnTo hellnRebelnnTake the town and paint in bulletsnLight the sparks and then brigadenTake the man and stick him to itnPut his penny on paradenTake the town and take the citynTake the county, take the statenTake the island, take the countrynAll for one and one estate.nnNo more preaching to our neighborsnNo more rallies no crusadesnIn our brothers arms were singing nWeve been madennNow we call this homenA place we call our ownnWhere weve been overthrownnBy the trade we sellnTo hellnRebeln