When it finally hits 'em
When they finally see
When it finally hits 'em
Almost feels like relieve
When it finally hits 'em
When they finally see
When it finally hits 'em
Almost feels like relieve
Run for your life
Run, don't look back
Our homes are tinderboxes
And we are made of pitch
Shoulders brush these paper walls
Restless burrowed in
Run for your life
Run, don't look back
I never wanted to be
A man without a country
Run for your life
Run, don't look back
When it finally hits 'em
When they finally see
We've been stripped for parts
We were never free
When, when, when, when
When, when, when, when
