Take me in your fast car Mercedes,
Kissing on your neck while you're driving.
Doesn't care I'm always on my blackberry,
All the time, all the time buying into every line.
Imma flashy little lush but he thinks I'm really fine.
Notorious and wild takes me where I'm gonna shine,
Where the bad boys roll hard dressing like James Dean,
And the vixen starlets feels so good to be.

We're children of the bad revolution,
And partying is the only solution,
And Imma tell any confusion
About who we are and what we're gonna be.
We gonna get free, free, free, free,
Free, free, free, get free.

Baby, we are chancers on the scene,
Grammar in the cutters only so arctic.
See graffiti artists and tabloid queens,
Mix it up, mix it up
Every dude you ever seen.
We're acting really tough
Like the world belongs to us,
Cause it does, yeah it must.
But we do create the buzz
Where the bad boys blow smoke
Just like they're James Dean,
And the air girls blow kisses
Just like Marilyn.

We're children of the bad revolution,
And partying is the only solution,
And Imma tell any confusion
About who we are and what we're gonna be.
We gonna get free, free, free, free,
Free, free, free, get free.

Run for your lives,
They got 'em in chains.
Let's hope that we merge.
Create our own games.
Dj's, Rockstars, Posers, we are
Then the Politicians
That surrender the additions.
And it's so pornographic and it's tragic,
Nothing magic makes us free
To be what we wanna be, wanna be.

We're children of the bad revolution,
And partying is our only solution,
And Imma tell any confusion
About who we are and what we're gonna be.
We're children of the bad revolution,
And partying is our only solution,
And Imma tell any confusion
About who we are and what we're gonna be.
We gonna get free, free, free, free,
Free, free, free, get free.
We gonna get free...