🎶WretcheS and KING🎶

I dunno when is your birthday... but I know this music is your most favourite... So it’s for you...For your golden Twenty.

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There's a time, when the operation of the machine becomes so odious

Makes you so sick at heart, that you can't take part

You can't even passively take part

And you've got to put your bodies upon the gears and upon the wheels

Upon the levers, upon all the apparatus

And you've got to make it stop

To save face, how low can you go?

Talk a lotta game, but yet you don't know

Static on the wind, makes us all say whoa

The people up top push the people down low

Get down, and obey every word

Steady, get in line if you haven't yet heard

Wanna take what I got, don't be absurd

Don't fight the power, nobody gets hurt

If you haven't heard yet, then I'm lettin' you know

There ain't shit we don't run when the guns unload

And no one make a move, unless my people say so

Got everything outta control, now everybody go

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Feel alone, final blow

We, the animals, take control

Hear us now, clear and tall

Wretches and kings, we come for you

So keep face, how slow can you go?

Talk a lotta shit, and yet you don't know

Fire on the wind, makes you all say whoa

The people up top and the people down low

Get down, and I'm runnin' it like that

The front of the attack is exactly where I'm at

Somewhere in between the kick and the hi-hat

The pen and the contract, the pitch and the contact

So get with the combat, I'm lettin' them know

There ain't shit you can say to make me back down, no

So push the button, let the whole thing blow

Spinning everything outta control, now everybody go

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Feel alone, final blow

We, the animals, take control

Hear us now, clear and tall

Wretches and kings, we come for you

Still alone, fight our blow

Filthy animals beat down low

Steel and bone, black and blue

Run at the sunshine, we come for you

From the front to the back and to side to side