To think about Saturday night
Has been part of the crap
That's the american way
Going along with the crowd
Maybe when morning will come
Everybody wake up
And start thinking for themselves
Roland Wright arrived at work
Seven minutes past
He told the boss to take his job
And shove it up his ass
He walked out in the sunshine
Felt the cool fresh breezes blow
On the day all the yes men
Said no
Miss Mercedes Miller
She was filling out her tax
Paying for the monkeys
On everybody's backs
She closed up her purse and told
The taxman where to go
On the day all the yes men
Said no
And their voices rolled like thunder
Through the stinking city streets
Till the buildings, they all shook down
To their stones
And it rolled across the mountains
And it echoed across the sea
The day that all the yes men
Said no, no, no
On the day all the yes men
Said no
Corporal Tommy Edwards
Training new recruits
He put down his rifle
Said it feels like shit to shoot
Marched them down through the farmland
To watch the tall corn grow
On the day all the yes men
Said no
Nancy Greeley woke up
From a twelve-year troubled dream
As her husband screamed for breakfast
And the kids all simply screamed
But she drove out to the freeway
Heading where she didn't know
On the day all the yes men
Said no
And their voices rolled like thunder
Through the stinking city streets
Till the buildings, they all shook down
To their stones
And it rolled across the mountains
And it echoed across the sea
On the day all the yes men
Said no, no, no
On the day all the yes men
Said no, no, no
On the day that the yes men
Said no