My Revelation

My revelation 
Who are the bands 
Where are the bands 
Who's able to make believe 
Go with the gang 
Hiding the slang 
Spreading the old disease 
You look the same yeah 
You all look the same 
My revelation 
You've got the face baby 
I've got the taste 
The feeling is good and healthy 
I know you could attract me instead 
You attack me I'm trapped in a taxi