Punk rock party in a suburban home Everybody's famous here, but nobody's known We got no music 'cos the speaker's blown... Apart The spirit is moving through a seaside town I'm born again to the latest sound New wave, airwaves, swimming around my heart, uh huh You no longer got a hold on me Without a lucifer's hands You no longer got a hold on me You're no longer in control of me I am An enemy's spin from an inky page St. John devine is going to take the stage I can tell your talent is your rage, I'm in.. The player is on fire You no longer got a hold on me Without a lucifer's hands You no longer got a hold on me You're no longer in control of me I am Woah, yes I can change the world Woah, yes I can change the world The fool breaking bread is made out of stone The rich man won't eat he is eating alone That's easy I can't change the world in me You no longer got a hold on me With lucifer's hands You no longer got a hold on me You're no longer in control of me I am