Lyric

In the corner of the city

Pitchforks and fireworks

Get hoisted above

The heads of those who work

Our labor

Becomes one sad disease

And the money

R ains down on us like leaves

All around us

Are those that do not answer

To those of us

That tie the ropes

And in good time

A group of violent dancers

Will get to put their hands

Around your throat

Justice

Is not an egg that you can hatch

And, justice 

Is not a fish that you can catch

And, justice

Is an egg soon to be cracked

So Chief Justice, if I was you, 

I’d watch my back

All around us

Are those that do not answer

To those of us who tie the ropes

And in good time

A group of violent dancers

Will get to put their hands

Around your throat

If you’re not with me

Then you’re against me

If you’re not with me

Then you’re against me

If you’re not with me

Then you’re against me

If you’re not with me

Then you’re against me