Red Queen Arms Race

I’m not satisfied
With my position and my place
If you can’t decide
Then don’t waste that space

I’m going home
Just like a rolling stone –
A pariah amongst my peers
Open your ears

It’s only your fear
That keeps you down here
Open your ears

We’re dissatisfied
With our position and our place
Ya keep beating us down
A red queen arms race

We’d all like a home
We’d all like a floor
But the rich will piss
Upon the corpse of the poor

They make us pariahs
Amongst our peers
Open your ears
Mobilise