Crossing the line

You know how it is
You know how it is when things get rough.
When people come together and they think it's enough.
Hey , hey , I'm crossing the line.
I'm going to wait for nobody this time , wayo.

Should I wait for the rest of my life.
Expecting some signal , some kind of sign.

And look at the brother in his uniform.
Do you wonder what makes him move?
He never listens to the words we sing.
Expecting orders all of the time.

I know where they hide.
I know where they hide , so deep.
Pushed around , I won't be pushed no more.
I join the way out of sight
I fight the pagan trooper at night , wayo.

Should I wait for the rest of my life.
Expecting some signal , some kind of sign