Most people take it they get pushed down

Bared out of their minds just hanging around

Make no decisions they out on a limb

Labelled and numbered prospects are grim.



Yeah its time to fight back

Yeah its time to attack.



Taken their pride is locked in room

Lambs to the slaughter your turns comes soon

Picked on and pushed they don't stand for their rights

When they come to they just out lights.



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