text: Glory awaits, Christian. This is Montmartre. It is a hard life we live, but we have our honor
  Ive never seen a diamond in the flesh
  I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies
  And Im not proud of my address
  In a torn up town, no postcode envy
  But everybodys like
  Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece
  Steam ships, islands, tigers on a gold leash
  We dont care;
  Were not caught up in your love affair
  And well never be royals 
  It dont run in our blood
  That kind of luxe just aint for us
  We crave a different kind of buzz
  Let me be your ruler 
  You can call me queen bee
  And baby, Ill rule 
  Let me live that fantasy
  Now, tell me, Christian, what do we believe in?
  Freedom, beauty, truth, and love
  Freedom, beauty, truth, and love
  You can bump and grind
  See its good for your mind
  You can twist and shout
  Let it all hang out
  But you wont fool the children of the revolution
  No you wont fool the children of the revolution
  Tonight
  We are young
  So lets set the world on fire
  We can burn brighter
  Than the sun
  And well never be royals 
  It dont run in our blood 
  That kind of luxe just aint for us
  So lets set the world on fire
  We can burn brighter
  Than the sun 
  Tonight 
  We are young 
  Tonight 
  We are freedom, beauty, truth and love