Texty: Peter Frampton. Breaking All The Rules.

We are the people, one and all
From deliverance to the fall
From the battle and the heat
To our triumph and defeat

We are the young ones crying out
Full of anger, full of doubt
And we're breaking all of the rules
Never choosing to be fools

We are tired of being used
We are constantly excused
In the battle and the heat
In the shadow of retreat

We are the young ones crying out
Full of anger, full of doubt
And we're breaking all of the rules
Never choosing to be fools

We are the people, one and all
From deliverance to the fall
From the bitter to the brave
From the cradle to the grave

We are the young ones crying out
Full of anger, full of doubt
And we're breaking all of the rules
Never choosing to be fools