Wretches and Kings

歌詞

There's a time When the operation of the machine Becomes so odious Makes you so sick at heart That you can't take part You can't even passively take part And you've got to put your bodies Upon the gears and upon the wheels Upon the levers, upon all the apparatus And you've got to make it stop To save face, how low can you go? Talk a lot of game, but yet, you don't know Static on the way, make us all say whoa The people up top push the people down low Get down, and obey every word Steady, get in line if you haven't yet heard Wanna take what I got? Don't be absurd Don't fight the power, nobody gets hurt If you haven't heard yet, then I'm lettin' you know There ain't shit we don't run when the guns unload And no one make a move 'less my people say so Got everything outta control, now everybody go Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Steel unload, final blow We, the animals, take control Hear us now, clear and true Wretches and kings, we come for you So keep pace, how slow can you go? Talk a lot of shit, and yet, you don't know Fire on the way, make you all say whoa The people up top and the people down low Get down, and I'm runnin' it like that The front of the attack is exactly where I'm at Somewhere in-between the kick and the hi-hat The pen and the contract, the pitch and the contact So get with the combat, I'm lettin' 'em know There ain't shit you can say to make me back down, no So, push the button, let the whole thing blow Spinnin' everything outta control, now everybody go Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Steel unload, final blow We, the animals, take control Hear us now, clear and true Wretches and kings, we come for you Steel unload, fire blow Filthy animals, beat them low Skin and bone, black and blue No more this sun shall beat onto you From the front to the back and the side-to-side If you fear what I feel, put 'em up real high Front to the back and the side-to-side If you fear what I feel, put 'em up real high Front to the back and the side-to-side If you fear what I feel, put 'em up real high Front to the back and the side-to-side If you fear what I feel, put 'em up real high Front to the back and the side-to-side If you fear what I feel, put 'em up real high Front to the back and the side-to-side If you fear what I feel, put 'em up real high When the operation of the machine Becomes so odious Makes you so sick at heart That you can't take part You can't even passively take part And you've got to put your bodies Upon the gears and upon the wheels Upon the levers, upon all the apparatus And you've got to make it stop And you've got to indicate to the people Who run it, to the people who own it That unless you're free, the machine Will be prevented from working at all