Get Off Your Knees

Here's a towel for your bleeding heart
Please get off my rug
Here's a plow for your restless hands
You ain't no miracle drug

There's a whole lot of gold in the hands of thieves
There ain't no end coming.  Get off your knees

Tying knots with expensive words
Children tugging at your sleeves
Shaking hand with your closest friends
Signing treaties with your enemies

Yes, you can cut your hair, shine your shoes
Walk around like you own this place
But what you gonna do, how you gonna eat
If the farmers don't get paid?

There's a whole lot of gold in the hands of thieves
There ain't no end coming.  Get off your knees

Right or wrong, there's a place for your voice
Protect your equality
You can't save 'em all and i can't stop you from trying
That's what it means to be free

Oh, but the makers of news are pushing the blues
Trying to sell us another cold beer
Of course I'm outraged, but at minimum wage
I can't afford to fight the fear

There's a whole lot of gold in the hands of thieves
There ain't no end coming.  Get off your knees