Whipping

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...hmm... whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah... ...they're whipping, ah...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, ah...they're whipping, ah... ...they're whipping, ah...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... oh, we all got scars, they should have 'em too... oh, they're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah... ...they're whipping, ah...they're whipping... they're whipping, ah...they're whipping, ah... ...they're whipping...yeah...they're whipping...