Down in the dust, our feet are cold and tired
We've built your walls, we've lit your f**ing fires
We've even fought your wars, guarded your lives
Greased your pipes, we made and laid your wires
Heavy with rust our shoulders bear your loads
Plumb out of trust, too many lives hewed low
You ask for much, but give burdens untold
It's time to rush, it's time to dump this load
Raise your fists up to the sky
Be yourself be more before you die
Take a stand from your proclivity
And march away from your captivity
Down in the dust, our feet are cold and tired
We've built your walls, we've lit your f**ing fires
We've even fought your wars, guarded your lives
Greased your pipes, we made and laid your wires
Raise your fists up to the sky
Be yourself be more before you die
Take a stand from your proclivity
And march away from your captivity