This country tells us that we're down and out Got you thinking that we're through Got to suffer to get us moving Say it's up to me and you Well, look around and you'll see who gets the goods, not you or me Cause they ain't suffering, no, not for us They're masquerading like pissers must They abuse us, keep us right underfoot With the illusions of contentment and good Well, it's not over, war's still around And they've got no problem when you're underground
