The Whale Of Wall Street Lyrics

One more slingshot around the sun

Make believing we ever had a chance

Hear them fiddle as Rome burns around us all

Generations spent living inside these walls

we carried on as the mice of men while we

We gladly ground down our own bones to make their bread

But if it all has to fall apart

Then I'm glad to be here at the start

(Hey)

And now I got a feeling

Hands tied, stripped pride

We're not walking away

(Hey)

Yeah we ain't fuckin leaving

Strike at the stone to make a crack

And watch the towers crumble down

Concrete floors and a broken bed

Is the best we can ever hope to have

Fat cats' clawing at the door to get his share

Hands still covered in blisters from cradling close

This broken world we're still trying to mend

Our sweat is all we have to slow burnings spread

But if it all has to fall apart

Then light the match and we'll be the start

(Hey)

And now I got a feeling

Hands tied, stripped pride

We're not walking away

(Hey)

Yeah we ain't fuckin leaving

Strike at the stone to make a crack

And watch the towers crumble down

(Hey)

Yeah we know what we're seeing

Pushed Down, Shut out

We got something to say

(Hey)

That we ain't fuckin leaving

We are the voices in the choirs of disintegration sounds