Hostility, I feel it coming
  It's like a nation wide vigilance
  I've seen so many people running
  From a threat without substance
    Underpayment, self sacrifice
  He's just a man with dirty hands in the bigots eye
    You get to a certain position
  Where you stare up the white city walls
  You get to a certain position
  I'll do the job with a demolition ball
    I've heard so many idiots speaking
  With a bitter grin in their face
  I've heard so many bigots lying
  Without the least sign of disgrace