From where you’re standing,    you got me figured out.    All those degrees,    you must be so proud.    Climb so high,    the only way is down.         We’re not taking it no more,   for that we prepare for war   and the battle has begun.   The warning shots have been fired.   All treaties expired.   Let’s take back what’s ours.         It’s sad to see my old man    working to the bone.    Working in doubles    just to give us a home.    You can keep your 401’s,    I’ll keep my pride.         It’s time to take a stand.   Work hard for what we have,   and it’s going down the drain.   we don’t need picket lines,   We just need to unite to win this war.   In the streets… the battle lines are drawn.