| Song | Rise to Power |
| Artist | Tom Morello |
| Album | The Fabled City |
| 作曲 : Morello | |
| I counted to one hundred, | |
| I kept losing track | |
| I wrote a hundred letters, no one wrote back | |
| I told a hundred stories, and all of them got twisted | |
| I sang a hundreds songs, nobody listened. | |
| You've got to rise to power | |
| Rise to power | |
| Baby, you've got to rise to power. | |
| You've got to rise to power | |
| Rise to power | |
| Ain't a shade of difference'tween the hills and the cowards | |
| Baby, you've got to rise to power. | |
| Forced confessions and coming attractions | |
| Delusions of grandeur split into factions | |
| A silent, dark | |
| Camelot, a kingdom gray and black | |
| A dull empty heaven | |
| A strong leader's hand. | |
| You've got to rise to power | |
| Rise to power | |
| Baby, you've got to rise to power. | |
| You've got to rise to power | |
| Rise to power | |
| You're down on your knees, pulling up the flowers | |
| Baby, you've got to rise to power. | |
| No holy water can wash me clean | |
| No angel of mercy to hear my screams | |
| Into your embrace, | |
| I'm ever driven | |
| And in your arms, unforgiven. | |
| You've got to rise to power | |
| Rise to power | |
| Baby, you've got to rise power | |
| You've got to rise to power | |
| Rise to power | |
| The whole world's watching, there's a gunman in the tower | |
| Baby, you've got to rise to power. |
| zuò qǔ : Morello | |
| I counted to one hundred, | |
| I kept losing track | |
| I wrote a hundred letters, no one wrote back | |
| I told a hundred stories, and all of them got twisted | |
| I sang a hundreds songs, nobody listened. | |
| You' ve got to rise to power | |
| Rise to power | |
| Baby, you' ve got to rise to power. | |
| You' ve got to rise to power | |
| Rise to power | |
| Ain' t a shade of difference' tween the hills and the cowards | |
| Baby, you' ve got to rise to power. | |
| Forced confessions and coming attractions | |
| Delusions of grandeur split into factions | |
| A silent, dark | |
| Camelot, a kingdom gray and black | |
| A dull empty heaven | |
| A strong leader' s hand. | |
| You' ve got to rise to power | |
| Rise to power | |
| Baby, you' ve got to rise to power. | |
| You' ve got to rise to power | |
| Rise to power | |
| You' re down on your knees, pulling up the flowers | |
| Baby, you' ve got to rise to power. | |
| No holy water can wash me clean | |
| No angel of mercy to hear my screams | |
| Into your embrace, | |
| I' m ever driven | |
| And in your arms, unforgiven. | |
| You' ve got to rise to power | |
| Rise to power | |
| Baby, you' ve got to rise power | |
| You' ve got to rise to power | |
| Rise to power | |
| The whole world' s watching, there' s a gunman in the tower | |
| Baby, you' ve got to rise to power. |