(Verse 1)
Static in the headlines, bodies on the street
Wildfires in the suburbs, rivers taste like heat
Bridges built on rust, and promises decay
Waiting on a lifeline that the rich all took away
(Chorus)
Rust revival, in the belly of the beast
Workers on the picket line, rising from the east
Swamp-fire gospel, justice in the fight
Voices in the millions, marching through the night
(Verse 2)
Gunshots in the classroom, prayers that never land
Politicians cashing checks with bloody little hands
Screens are selling discord, truth gets cut and sold
Voices in the alleyways are rising brave and bold.
(Chorus)
Rust revival, in the belly of the beast
Workers on the picket line, rising from the east
Swamp-fire gospel, justice in the fight
Voices in the millions, marching through the night
(Bridge)
Bass quake’s rumbling—climate’s cracking bones
Floods reclaim the cities, tearing down the thrones
This ain’t a quiet hymn, it’s a banner on the wall
A feedback roar of people, no one’s left too small
(Outro)
Feel it in your gut—
Feel it in your gut—
Feel it in your gut—
Feel it in your gut—
RUST… revival…
Yeah…
RUST… revival…