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[Verse 1:] I'm building my house Out of time, out of place Out of step, out of phase Get out of the way Or line up, or give a hand No plan, just guts No command We just understand The jig's up We grew up on songs and held on to the ideals of our idols It's hard to not feel tricked It's hard not to feel a bit of resentment at their penchant for bullshit An impulse prescription, obsession, placed on pure waste Expulsion from that (whatever your crap) Repression ain't a language I can learn Out of here fast And not a single bridge I wouldn't burn Never come back Or hesitate to make a table turn Try to keep up The burn to the urn We earn every inch Return ready to kick it Concerned with how we're getting it Take it and splitting it SongtexteGiving it back [Hook:] Let's shake the pavement Yeah, big stomp Get their hands up All out, right now, go Let's take the basements Uh-huh, bolt-cutter in the trunk [?] both over in the tape deck, what Let's race the vacant Yeah, let's win, let's bet it all Yes, tell them off, tell them all No need to fake it We see right through We see right through... ([?] /Arrows To The action) [Hook] [Verse 2:] Fuck that distraction Following my arrow to the action Double-pump nitrate stabbing Smashing, grabbing Handling the masses and laughing They passive - I'm past it Let's leave them shaking Easy as an earthquake See if they can reason with the murder rate Fright like treason was a birth right First for the worst For the constantly first place Get them [Hook:] Let's shake the pavement C'mon big stomp Hands up All out, right now, let's go Let's take the basements Uh-huh, bolt-cutter in the trunk [?] both over in the tape deck, c'mon No hesitation, yeah Heavy disobedience Ease up off the median and do you No need to fake it We see right through We see right through... Aus Songtexte Mania