Hey, Hey, Running little man

Hey, Hey, Running little man
whats the rush, do you even have a plan?
Hey, Hey, the fire's on the inside
running little man there is no where left to hide

Stand up, Shout out, let your voice be heard
protest, fight back, the mob has been stirred
murder and distrust, floats upon an ocean of lust
swallow your pride, your government has lied
where is the justice when the law can be bribed
Hey, Hey, running little man, who's on your side?
who has your back? when they are on the attack.
the battle lines have been drawn, when you realize its all been a con.
What side do you stand on?, you can only run for so long.

Hey, Hey, Running little man
When are you going to stop and take a stand?
When are you going to wake up and take back your land?
Hey, Hey, the Banks are on the run
little man's staring down the barrel of a gun

click, click, the bombs are exploding
click, click, the guns are reloading
run little man, the streets are filling with bodies
March on, as you dance from the strings of lobbyists
March on, as you continue to resist, continue to insist.
Hey, Hey, Running little man your labeled an Anarchist.



Note: I was inspired to write these lyrics/poem by RATM Inside the fire, good song and my anger towards the government for their tyranny towards the little man.