Ken MacMillan - Vengeance lyrics

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 d**h 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