| Now the candle's in the window and it's open | |
| We watch the flames duke it | |
| Out with every gust and we're hoping no, it must just burn to the bottom | |
| Of the wick | |
| It's the bottom of the 5th and that shit is still burning | |
| [CECIL] | |
| We're still turning every table when it's needed | |
| Not laying there Defeated, no | |
| We draw our bows back repeatedly then | |
| off with the arrows, | |
| And the Gods and the Pharaohs | |
| From the bottom of our hearts we're from he bottom of the barrel | |
| cause peril knows no bounds | |
| and terror won't slow down | |
| but there's a whole low down | |
| of beauty to be shown now | |
| We broke Ground and broke our backs stacking bricks | |
| We never broke our promises; | |
| You'll never know just half of it | |
| We're adamant on building every wall and stair sturdy | |
| and when our work is done, then we'll call our shares | |
| Worthy In this land of milk and honey, we're too shy to say we're thirsty | |
| We just make a little money and we | |
| and we buy a little mercy | |
| [CHANNY] | |
| No more my lord | |
| No more my lord | |
| Lord I'll never turn back | |
| No more my lord | |
| [DESSA] | |
| If you welcome every trespass then every tramp's a guest | |
| Give what they would take from you then every theft's a gift | |
| Hold too tightly to what's in your hands or in your chest | |
| And the future it won't open | |
| Palm reader's can't work fists | |
| Broken bones are stronger for the breaking | |
| No, the danger's in the bending | |
| Those concessions that you never can take back | |
| Curl you round a cane you're still in tact, but not quite lame | |
| Better to grit your teeth, ready the cast and let it snap | |
| We're always first to come in we're running when we hit the ground | |
| We never do leave early | |
| Stand sentry at the lost and found | |
| We just make a little money | |
| And we | |
| We start that long walk into town where we buy a little mercy | |
| [CECIL] | |
| So no more talk about the backfires | |
| this time we fire back | |
| Light a Match and light the past up before it catches up | |
| We'll raise a mast and cast off | |
| Yeah, we'll break some legs we'll mend em and then we'll take the casts off | |
| [CECIL & DESSA] | |
| Now, we've had our losses | |
| We've had our victories | |
| We've sat across from every victim of their misery | |
| That pounding in our chests was just a symptom of our sympathy | |
| And we lay ourselves to rest with both our winnings and our injuries | |
| We're so hungry | |
| We're so thirsty | |
| I'm gonna hunt until it hurts me (and it hurts me) | |
| And it's aching (it's aching) | |
| We're so thirsty | |
| But, we're gonna make a little money and we'll | |
| We'll buy a little mercy |
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