TOM MORELLO / BOOTS RILEY - The Squeeze lyrics

rate me

This brick

Which is gripped by my fingers

Which shoot out from my hand

Which is fastened to my arm

That meets up with my shoulder

That sits well below my head

That surrounds my brain

Which is tied up with thoughts of resentment, fear, and loathing

Because of your using me in your road to wealth and power

Will crash through your picture window and kill you

We gon' put you in the squeeze

We gon' put you in the squeeze

The city is a planet of glass and granite

And it's ran by some masters of mack mechanics

We got schools where the facts are banished

We got scams where your stacks'll vanish

And the hospitals is gon cost you racks so panic

All the gangsters throw your triggers up

All the stoners throw your flickers up

All the drunks throw your liquor up

All the bank tellers stick 'em up

Teach them babies how to grip a buck

When this hits the streets it's thunder with thesis

We'll show you where the beast is

Make sure it deceases

They smolder with speeches

We shoulder the leeches

Call off the polices

This ain't where the thief is

Janitors, work all night like Dracula

Burger flippers grab your spatulas

Managers, get your Acuras

Big bosses guard your sack because

We'll put 'em in the squeeze

Squ-squ-squ-squ-squeeze

Squ-squ-squ-squ

We gon' put you in the squeeze

Squ-squ-squ-squ-squeeze

We gon' put you in the

We gon' put you in the

World poverty has just gone platinum

Unemployment checks need to come with a gat in em

Chains and leather whips

Slave masters still crackin' em

This is where I'm scattin' from

Listen to the battle drum

We all got our shackles on

Ladies shoot your deuce-deuces

Bankers tip your masseuses

Wardens tighten up your nooses

Muthafuckas make noise if you bought your clothes boosted

The earth is composed of space and atoms

And controlled by some pimps without Stacy Adams

But one day they're gon taste the cannon

When the people rise up

And make them muthafuckas face the dragon

Mercenaries show your paychecks

Homeless folks show your blankets

Rich folks throw your banquets

Tell officials what to say next

'Cause they won't be at ease

When we put 'em in the squeeze

Squ-squ-squ-squ

We gon' put you in the squeeze

Squ-squ-squ-squ

We gon' put you in the squeeze

Squ-squ-squ-squ

Yeah, we gon' put you in the squeeze

'Cause they vote with their guns

'Cause they vote with their guns

'Cause they vote with their guns

'Cause they vote with their guns

'Cause they vote with their guns

'Cause they vote with their guns

'Cause they vote with their guns

You know they vote with their guns