Hey big man, so we don't figure in your big plan. Swept aside, ignored, I can't understand. We do all the hard workd, you take all the glory Shit, should've realized it's the same 'ole story
Chorus The names change but the stories the same We're just pawns in your power game. We're the muscle when you need a push. But we're nobodies fools, take another rock So you changed the part name but not the party line, Kept asking for money, said "everything is fine". You suck in the gulible fools and the weak, But you'll never get the real sones of the street
Chorus Writing words of revolution from your own stately home, 'Bout an apocalyptic vision of your burning Rome. Foaming at the mouth, smashing fist in palm. Whil all the wondering, who's minding the farm
Chorus You middle class prick, with your second hand views, Time to wake p 'cuz heres the news. Seen through your lies, learned from your mistakes. And we're going without you, whatever it takes