| Dreaming that you’re quietly driving by |
| Waking, wiping sleep out of your eyes |
| Watching firry cocktails in the sky |
| Rebel code, rebel code |
| Huddled in the cellars underground |
| They’re tapping out a code to bring you down |
| Hacking into every home in town |
| Rebel code, rebel code |
| One mic (one mic), three chords (three chords), our memories stored |
| Rebel code |
| One song (one song), two words (two words), no chance to get bored |
| Rebel code |
| Stalin waits forever at the gate |
| We simplify, we complicate |
| The urge to break, the need to recreate |
| Rebel code, rebel code |
| Changing everything that they were taught |
| Alcohol and fire and ones and noughts |
| Something in the water and the bones |
| Rebel code, rebel code |
| One mic (one mic), three chords (three chords), our memories stored |
| Rebel code |
| One song (one song), two words (two words), no chance to get bored |
| Rebel code |