[K. Vanderhoof / R.Munroe]      Cleaning up the wreckage of the past, how many more times   Will we have to pass the test   Their eyes have been upon our every move, they're waiting for us   We answer not to you   It's blood money, we're paying all the time,   It's blood money, no reason or no rhyme   It's blood money, we're paying all the time   It's blood money   The crime is in their minds   Huddled masses hiding down below, they wait for freedom   For how long nobody knows   We're fearing for the future and the past, we're waiting for the next time   They stab us in the back