Wretches & Kings

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
"Want to take what I got."
"Don't be absurd.
Don't fight the power
And nobody gets hurt."
If you haven't heard yet than I'm letting you know
There ain't shit we don't run when guns unload
And no one make a move unless my people say "So..."
Got everything under control
Now everybody go!"

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 running it like that
The front of the attack is exactly where I'm at
Somewhere in between and kicking the hi-hat
The pen and the contract, the pitch and the contact
So get with the combat
I'm letting them know
There ain't shit you can say to make me back down low
So push the button and the whole thing blows
Spinning everything out of control
Now everybody go

Steel unload
Final blow
We, the animals, take control
Hear us now
Clear and true
Wretches and kings
We come for you

Steel unload
Final blow
Filthy animals bet them blow
Skin and bone, black and blue
Run to the sunshine
We done for you

From the front to the back
And the side to side
If you feel what I feel
Put them up real high

From the front to the back
And the side to side
If you feel what I feel
Put them up real high

Front to the back
And the side to side
If you feel what I feel
Put them up real high

Front to the back
And the side to side
If you feel what I feel
Put them up real high

Front to the back
And the side to side
If you feel what I feel
Put them up real high

Front to the back
And the side to side
If you feel what I feel
Put them 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!