Discontent now includes all class 

Recognize that you help divide the mass 

The place that you're in is the place that you'll stay 

You're a brick in the wall of the rich's estate

We build our own prisons 

We make our own chains 

We tie our own nooses 

And it's all in vain

If you're angry today, you're on our side 

You can still throw a brick in a suit and tie 

I won't pretend we can all get along 

Rich vs. Poor? I see nothing wrong

Last night a decaying man said "I don't know what to do" 

Today a working woman said "I have barely enough for food" 

Suit and tie walks up to me and says "Theres no differance between us 

I'm making money for the company, and they leave me in the dust...

" Fuck the leaders! We don't need `em! 

Pestilance of all our work! 

Power locusts feeding time

We'll bust through our prisons 

And break all our chains 

We'll cut all our nooses 

And end all our pain

The battle lines are drawn, who's side are YOU on?