Discontent now includes all class
Recognize that you help divide the mass
The place that you're in is the place that you'll stay
You're a brick in the wall of the rich's estate
We build our own prisons
We make our own chains
We tie our own nooses
And it's all in vain
If you're angry today, you're on our side
You can still throw a brick in a suit and tie
I won't pretend we can all get along
Rich vs. Poor? I see nothing wrong
Last night a decaying man said "I don't know what to do"
Today a working woman said "I have barely enough for food"
Suit and tie walks up to me and says "Theres no differance between us
I'm making money for the company, and they leave me in the dust...
" Fuck the leaders! We don't need `em!
Pestilance of all our work!
Power locusts feeding time
We'll bust through our prisons
And break all our chains
We'll cut all our nooses
And end all our pain
The battle lines are drawn, who's side are YOU on?
