Wretches and 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 lotta game but yet you don't know

Static on the wind makes 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 sh*t we don't run when the guns unload

And no one make a move unless my people say so

Got everything outta control now everybody go

Feel alone final blow

We the animals take control

Hear us now clear and true

Wretches and kings we come for you

So keep face how slow can you go

Talk a lotta sh*t and yet you don't know

Fire on the wind makes 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' them know

There ain't sh*t you can say to make me back down no

So push the button let the whole thing blow

Spinning everything outta control now everybody go

Feel alone final blow

We the animals take control

Hear us now clear and true

Wretches and kings we come for you

Still alone fight our blow

Filthy animals beat down low

Skin and bone black and blue

No more the sun shall beat down for you

From to the back and the side to side

If you feel what I feel put'em up real high

From to the back and the side to side

If you feel what I feel put'em up real high

From to the back and the side to side

If you feel what I feel put'em up real high

From to the back and the side to side

If you feel what I feel put'em up real high

From to the back and the side to side

If you feel what I feel put'em up real high

From to the back and the side to side

If you feel 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