Right boot oppresses me
Making it impossible to breathe
One foot placed on my neck
And the others welcoming

Complaints go unheard (My outstretched hands)
A simple task, not make believe (Never reached you)
Would make them see ('Cause you turned the other way)
Depending on my strength (Majority rules, majority rules)

Both hands out stretched
With no attempt
And they don't reach

The status quo was planned
To make up a place for me

The working class denied
Shown for the last time (You took more from me)

(Than I gave you)
Shown
If you wait
Without questioning
Where the road turns

One might miss
My outstretched hands never reached you