Save The Hammer For The Man - Tom Morello: The Nightwatchman

I hurt the gentlest souls, I robbed my wife and son

I turned my back on troubles, troubles I’d begun

I cut a swath of pain and loss in the hallways of my home

In the quiet of my room I know the things I’ve done

Save the hammer for the man, save the hammer for the man

It’s the calling of the wretched

It’s the rising of the damned

Save the hammer for the man

I was driven from the city, in the wilderness I stand

In the cleansing rain in silence, I made my battle plan

Alone I marched towards freedom, leaving footprints across the land

With the vow that’s left unspoken, save the hammer for the man

Save the hammer for the man, save the hammer for the man

You’re never too far down the wrong road

To turn back and change your plan

Save the hammer for the man

I leaned against the hot and bothered wind beneath a hateful rain

Politics, apocalypse start to look the same

For the pasts of my redemption will mean the end of many things

The ransom for my soul the blood of generals and kings

Save the hammer for the man, save the hammer for the man

I sinned and I have suffered

And it feels good in my hands

Save the hammer for the man

I was driven from the city, in the wilderness I stand

In the cleansing rain in silence, I made my battle plan

I will whisper words of freedom, I will swing hard as I can

Lord knows the time has come and save the hammer for the man

Save the hammer for the man, save the hammer for the man

If the fire’s hot enough

Iron and steel will bend

Save the hammer for the man

Oh, save the hammer for the man

Gotta save the hammer for the man

I will whisper words of freedom, I’ll swing hard as I can

Save the hammer for the man, for the man

I will whisper words of freedom

I’ll swing hard as I can