I've got a stranglehold on this decision
All those opposed can rot in hell
Any day now the words will form a sentence

You'll be reduced to nothingness

I've got a stranglehold on this decision

All those opposed can rot in hell
Any day now the words will form a sentence
You'll be reduced to nothingness


Wading through this mess together
Hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder

Some may stumble, some may fall behind

Well it's high time we step outside

Drop the gloves and settle this like a man
Well we might stall and hem and haw
We might not fight but we won't walk away

No, we won't walk away

Wading through this mess together

Hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder
Some may stumble, some may fall behind