Vengeance

There's a dirty little town on the east side of a city made of plastic gold
 Where the the old come to die and the young have to dig all the holes
 They take their dirty little lies to grave with 'em
 That they brought along in luggage with no names on 'em
 And leave behind boxes filled with all their souls
 Crushing us in this black hole In this black.
 Its our time to take it back
 Beat the walls until the crack
 Burn the city to the ground
 Look in every damn direction for a way out from the wall of people closing in Reaching for my pockets taking every single penny they can
 They got their fat fingers stuck inside the pocket of
 People doing anything to make a buck
 Taking every opportunity they can to hurt us
 Then complaining that we don't trust!
 No we shouldn't trust them.
 Its our time to take it back
 Beat the walls until the crack
 Burn the city to the ground
 Its our time to take it back
 Beat the walls until the crack
 Burn the city to the ground
 in the middle of a one horse
 everybody knows me
 telling my business town.
 in the middle of a dead stop
 Traffic jam city.
 Doing everythingto keep me down
 In the back of a line of people
 Waiting for death to come
 So I'm skipping to the front
 So I can show'em how it's done
 Its our time to take it back
 Beat the walls until the crack
 Burn the city to the ground