Here we stand alone again
Divided by the same old men
Hands behind our backs again
And our backs against the wall again

Excuse us if we take offense
Each action has a consequence
And yours cause nothing but laments
And our backs against the wall again

I pray our pain will be your pain
As you use and hold us back again
And profit from our loss again
Until the straw that breaks this camel's chains

Some day soon the time [bad word] To rid the world of greedy scum
When that [bad word]  I'll get my gun
You'll be the first against the wall my friend