OK, lay some drums on me
Gimme some bass
Working in a forge,
black lungs, burnt skin
Callouses, arched back,
hammering, hammering
Stalin watching over us
pigeon shit head
We'd spit on the floor
at this red bastard god
That's how grateful we are (8x)
Bronze statue, pink marble,
built to last
We brought him to his knees
in a single night
And the boots that remained
I attacked, I attacked
Hammering, hammering,
the past is past
That's how grateful we are (8x)
And the noise rang out,
metal on metal on
Pigeons flit,
dust settled
Out from the shadows
we took to the streets
David chopping
at the giant's feet
That's how grateful we are (8x)
Take it right down
You still want to come?
Too late, too late
We're cut and we're fallen
like harvested wheat
But we lived on our feet,
at least, at last
And we will live on our feet,
at least, at last
That's how grateful we are (40x)
