Boot Scraper Songtext / Lyric

Watch the broken common man

Drown his sorrows at unhappy hour

Dirty and sweaty

With just enough to get by



Calluses on his hands, calluses on his soul

Hard-boiled son of a bitch

Scraping away on the down hill grind

It's a means to an end, a mean end for most



Death and domestication ends in shattered hopes

Can't see the hand at the other end of the leash

Turn and bite

Turn and bite the hand that bleeds you dry



Throw yourself a bone, no one else will

Compromise leads to self-loathing

Money the excrement of labor

And you don't get to keep shit






Except politics and power trips

And a bad breath down your neck

I know

For I have toiled in the halls of the mighty

And not received a teardrop in a bucket

Motherfuck it



The world doesn't owe me a thing

But you do (motherfucker)

So crooked when you die

They're gonna have to screw your ass into the ground



As life slowly unravels

Rise above, extract your life

Will you look within

Then turn around and bite?



Day by day the mask suffocates your life

Is this any way to live?

No

No

No fucking way