Arms Aloft - We Have Nothing to Lose But Our Chains... lyrics

Another 40 hours wagered on another palmed week We know the slight of hand so why do we still Expect blind luck or a pickpocket's touch to heal? But every rigged game won leaves somebody who's beaten Made to understand the rules. Made aware they've been cheated Made freshly determined there're some things you can't just steal And when what goes around Has run aground We'll warm our bones fireside by what's left of the wreckage Feast on cores and peels In the fallow fields Where the rivers flowed before they dried up Nothing to lose but the chains that tied us down Off-course, in a storm, watching ocean creep in What did we expect? Piloted by invisible hands, fast asleep at the wheel Fattened by debts accrued, we are hogs for the slaughter Not prodigal sons, nor coal miners' daughters But only the stepped on can be a tack in a heel... Yeah we know That when what goes around Has run aground We'll warm our bones fireside by what's left of the wreckage Feast on cores and peels In the fallow fields Where the rivers flowed before they dried up Nothing to lose but the the thrill of the scrounge Lust for thrones and crowns The world's ours to win less these chains that kept us down! Don't ever let the ba*tards grind you down