This country tells us that we're down and out, got you thinking that we're through. Got to suffer to get them moving, say it's up to me and you. Well, look around and you'll see who gets the goods, not you and 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 illusion of contentment and good. Well it's not over, war's still around and they've got no problem when you're underground.