Listen to the fife and snare marching through the square   Stenciled flags of insurrection dancing through the air   Read the rants of a Thomas Paine of modern day   I have felt a spirit that has not yet gone away      Boycott me and boycott this and mute your children's mouths   As they sing along with this very song and spread word all around   FOP boycott me for I am standing up   I'd rather taste a rebel's glory than drink blood from your cup   I'd rather taste a rebel's glory than drink blood from your cup      Read the rants of those in jail the ones who rode the rails   Then lay down on these roads we've paved eat the crumbs we used for trails   Discredit all the rogues liberty's crack within the bells   The demons in your heavens and the angels in your hells      Boycott me and boycott this and mute your children's mouths   As they sing along with this very song and spread word all around   FOP boycott me for I am standing up   I'd rather taste a rebel's glory than drink blood from your cup   I'd rather taste a rebel's glory than drink blood from your cup      The scorned few of today are the heroes of tomorrow   There'll be a holiday times of regret and sorrow   And when they're pressed on stamps we'll hope they're not forgotten   So let's go down in history black-listed and boycotten      Boycott me and boycott this and mute your children's mouths   As they sing along with this very song and spread word all around   FOP boycott me for I am standing up   I'd rather taste a rebel's glory than drink blood from your cup   I'd rather taste a rebel's glory than drink blood from your cup