Punk rock party in a suburban home Everybody’s famous here but nobody’s known We got no music ‘cause the speaker’s blown Apart The spill is moving through the seaside town I’m born again to the latest sound New wave air wave swirling around my heart You no longer got a hold on me I’m outta Lucifer’s hands You no longer got a hold on me You no longer in control of me I am The enemies beg from an inky page St. John the Divine is gonna take the stage Like a talent show where your talent is your rage I’m in Prayers are fire on ruined dark night You’re meant to see visions beyond sound and sight With Elvis beginning to see the light Amen You no longer got a hold on me I’m outta Lucifer’s hands You no longer got a hold on me You no longer in control of me I am Yes, I can change the world Yes, I can change the world The poor breaking bread It’s made out of stone The rich man won’t eat He’s eating alone That’s easy But I can change the world in me You no longer got a hold on me I’m outta Lucifer’s hands You no longer got a hold on me You no longer in control of me I am