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