Rebel Yell

A real rebel knows when to yell and when to whisper

There really isn't much to tell yes there's more to listen

A real lover knows when to ask and when to be silent

A real beast knows when to strike and when to lie quiet

A real spirit knows when to soar and when to stop and watch it

A real monster knows when to roar and when to take no notice

Battle grounds and coliseums screaming crowds and warriors dying

Bare knuckles men are bleeding ladies watch in anticipation

History repeats the faces changing nothing learned nothing sacred

If you come back and see me later I might have something for you