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 stepped outside
Drop the gloves and settle this like a man
Well we might stomp 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
