Whipping

Don't need a helmet, got a hard, hard head

Don't need a raincoat, I'm already wet

Don't need a bandage, there's too much...blood...

After a while, seems to roll right off...hmm...

Whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...

...they're whipping, ah...they're whipping...

Don't need a hand, there's always arms attached

Oh, don't get behind, I can't fall back

Why must we trust all these rusted rails?

They don't want no change, we already have

They're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...

...they're whipping, ah...they're whipping...

Don't mean to push, but I'm being shoved!

Ohh, I'm just like you, think we've had enough

I can't believe a thing they want us to...oh...

Oh, we all got scars, they should have 'em too...

Oh, they're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...

...they're whipping, ah...they're whipping...

They're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah...

...they're whipping...yeah...they're whipping...