Grindstone

[Verse 1] If you find yourself standing At the end of your line Looking for a piece of something Maybe a piece of mind Fed up, lost, and run down Nowhere to hold on Tired of, "Take your place at the end, son We'll get to you one by one" [Chorus] No light ever shines Dead end tears that dry Maybe a waste of words and time Never a waste of life [Post-Chorus] Every hour will be spent Filling a quota, just getting along Handcuffs hurt worse When you've done nothing wrong [Verse 2] No thanks to the treadmill No thanks to the grindstone There's plenty of dissent from These rungs below The clockwork of destruction Hanging low over our heads Always a smokestack cloud For a slow-walking death [Chorus] No light ever shines On dead end tears that dry Maybe a waste of words and time Never a waste of life [Guitar Solo] [Verse 2] No thanks to the treadmill No thanks to the grindstone There's plenty of dissent from These rungs below The clockwork of destruction Hanging close over our heads Always a smokestack cloud For a slow-walking death [Chorus] No light ever shines Dead end tears that dry Maybe a waste of words and time Never a waste of life Maybe a waste of words and time Never a waste of life