Rise Up - Abney Park

Down in the dust our feet are cold and tired

We've built your walls we've built your fucking fires

And even fought your wars, got in your lives

We've greased your pipes we made and laid your wires

Heavy with rust our shoulders bear your loads

I'm tired of trust too many lives in tow

You ask for much, I give but hence I'm told

It's time to rush, it's time to lift this gold

Raise your fists up to the sky

Be yourself be more before you die

Take a stand from your proclivity

and modulate it from your captivity

Down in the dust our feet are cold and tired

We've built your walls we've built your fucking fires

And even fought your wars, got in your lives

We've greased your pipes we made and laid your wires

Raise your fists up to the sky

Be yourself be more before you die

Take a stand from your proclivity

and modulate it from your captivity