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