Don't need a helmet
Got a hard, hard head
Don't need a raincoat
I'm already wet
Don't need a bandage!
There's too much blood
After a while
Seems to roll right off

They're whipping

Don't need a hand!
There's always arms
Oh don't get behind
I can't turn back
Why must we trust?
All these rusted rails?
They don't want to change
We already have

They're whipping

Don't mean to push
But I'm being shoved!
I'm just like you
Thing we've had enough
I don't belive a thing
They want us to...
Oh, we all got scars
They should
Have them too

They're whipping
They're whipping