| In the unemployment line |
| Sitting around the welfare office |
| Waiting for the food stamps to come in |
| Our eyes meet and we both know |
| Sitting on the sidewalk |
| Getting jacked up |
| Waiting to be booked and released |
| Our eyes meet and we both know |
| Everybody knows authority is just abuse anyway |
| Everybody knows it’s just no use anyway |
| So kill your elected officers today |
| We will win |
| You got your eyes on me when I’m in your store |
| 'cause you know I’ve got to steal just to eat |
| But your boss don’t pay you shit |
| You’re one check away from |
| Being homeless just like me. |
| Lower class, middle class, no class we’re all the same |
| We got all the bosses, we got landlords, we all play the slavery game |
| They’ve got the guns but we got the numbers. |
| When the people are one we will be unstoppable |
| Everybody knows employment is just abuse anyway |
| Everybody knows its just no use anyway |
| So Kill your boss today |
| We will win |
| At your eviction |
| Your landlord throws your shit out on the street |
| He’s got help from his best friend, the pigs |
| There’s really no way to explain it to your kids |
| Now we’re in the soup line |
| Next door to the supermarket Mega-store |
| We know it’s only a matter of time |
| Before we kick down the door and |
| Take away everything |
| And everybody knows wealth is abuse anyway everybody |
| knows it’s no use anyway |
| So kill your land lord today |
| We Will Win |