Hostility, I feel it coming It's like a nation wide vigilance I've seen so many people running From a threat without substance Underpayment, self sacrifice He's just a man with dirty hands in the bigots eye You get to a certain position Where you stare up the white city walls You get to a certain position I'll do the job with a demolition ball I've heard so many idiots speaking With a bitter grin in their face I've heard so many bigots lying Without the least sign of disgrace