From Our Hands - Livestock lyrics

we were all brought up in the same town buddy here in this concrete hell its up to you if you sell d** or study none of us will end up well life is butchery and we're the livestock face the truth no eulogy this time all i see everyday and every night won't ever look better nevertheless we're strongly defined with uncertain pride we keep rolling further the children of the eastern block what is the point in having loads of money if you don't use em well don't be a narrow-minded fool my buddy find a way how to help you are human breed don't be the livestock be yourself and carry on this time