I've got a stranglehold on this decision   All those opposed can rot in hell   Any day now the words will form a sentence   You'll be reduced to nothingness      I've got a stranglehold on this decision   All those opposed can rot in hell   Any day now the words will form a sentence   You'll be reduced to nothingness      Wading through this mess together   Hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder   Some may stumble, some may fall behind      Well it's high time we step outside   Drop the gloves and settle this like a man   Well we might stall and hem and haw   We might not fight but we won't walk away   No, we won't walk away      Wading through this mess together   Hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder   Some may stumble, some may fall behind