Fight

Out on the streets on every dollar he hold on
Can’t get me out unless you use a shoe horn
Either destruction but you still talking free trade
You give me lemons and I’ll make lemonade
So I pray, though I’m tired
But this can’t wait, so we fight
They say you earn a penny, each one you save
Easy to save it when you don’t need a damn thing
Talking 'bout Jesus but yopu treat people dead wrong
Looking for answers but you singing the same song
Your economics well they sure need a change
You know damn well those CEO’s need no raise
Freedom and justice well they ain’t your play thing
Prop up your puppets and you kill the real king
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
Fight, fight
I hear my mama calling all the way home
I’m no hurry go on push it right on
Yeah I’m a soldier but I don’t use a gun
Out on them my daddy kept one
They say you earn a penny, each one you save
Won’t mean nothing when you’re down in the grave
You know the ends don’t really justify means
Prop up your puppets and defy the real queen
We fight, fight, fight
We fight, fight, fight
We fight, fight, fight