Burning Boats (Take The Hit) (Remastered)

[Intro: Swamp Blues] [Verse 1] Eyes in the pines. Only noise on the feed. Smiling through teeth while they justify greed. Stripped copper wires. Shipped away coal. Tell me that my brothers... Are the one's who took the toll... Yeah, point fucking fingers. Keep us locked, in the dark! [Chorus] Dealer's got an angle. House full of shit. Waiting in the wings, to see who takes the hit. Keep us in mud. Keep the knife on the throat. Pulling up ladders on this burning boat. [Verse 2] Scan little codes. Swallow down cures. Meek little pricks, keep the profit secure. Draft moral panic. Sell it on screen. Nothing but cogs, cheap little machine. Stripped of the voice, force offered the gift. Rip out our pockets, good little goys on the shift! [Chorus] Cause' the dealer's got an angle. House full of shit. Waiting in the wings, to see who takes the hit. Keep us in mud. Keep the knife on the throat. Pulling up ladders on this burning boat. [Bridge: The Punk Shift] Look down at the gravel! Think we’re nothin' but dirt! Trading on panic! Banking on hurt! Turn around, face 'em! Look at their fear! Scared to death of the day, the wall disappears! Kick down their pulpits! Shatter their screens! Run the bastards out, and crash the machine! [Outro / Build] We ain't the cattle. We ain't the creeps. Cut the damn wires... Leave 'em to burn... In our raging fire! Burn! Burn! Burn! [Instrumental Break: The Riot] [Breakdown: The Sludge] Dust on the soul. Blood on the floor. Ain't taking orders from the hill anymore. Crowns in the gutter. Suits in the mud. Washed out the poison, paid in blood! [Final Outro: The Stomp] We ain't the cattle. We ain't the blind. Leave the plastic... Weak little kings... Behind! Leave 'em behind! Leave 'em behind! Leave 'em behind! [Instrumental Outro: The Last Riot] [Instrumental Fizzle] [End]