Don't need a helmet, got a hard, hard head
Don't need a raincoat, I'm already wet
Don't need a bandage, there's too much...blood
After a while, seems to roll right off
They're whipping
Don't need a hand, there's always arms attached
Oh, don't get behind, I can't fall back
Why must we trust all these rusted rails?
They don't want no change, we already have
They're whipping
Don't mean to push, but I'm being shoved!
Ohh, I'm just like you, think we've had enough
I can't believe a thing they want us to
Oh, we all got scars, they should have 'em too
They're whipping