Human Resources Songtext
von Rumbletramp

Sold my soul to the devil for a bottle of wine
And he told me I came up short
Guess the life that I lead′s been killing me
Stripping me of my worth

You and me, honey, have been working our fingers
Down to bare white bone
For a pittance of pay, a struggle everyday
Through the sun and the mud and the dirt

Sold body to industry; plan set since birth
To toil for the tyrants who hostaged the earth
Skin and bone poised to feed the machine:
Make human resources of human beings


Keep on pumping the oil from the dirt
Stark, hollow suits seek to hollow the earth
Fill hollow hands up with silver and gold
Til our blood boileth over and into our throats

Gave my heart to a movement to end in my death
In hopes of removing the boot from my neck
Like a comrade shot down in the street
A failed revolution, a violent regime

It's been painted in red on the wall
That the grave comes a-callin′ someday on us all
But if everything dies then this nation will too
Let's just hope that it bites it before me and you

'Cause every ruined kingdom′s tantamount to a blank slate
A massive empty canvas or a blank cassette tape
There′s so much lost potential inside an abandoned building
When it's boarded up, ′cause god forbid we use the space for something


So break out all your crowbars, if we wait til we're allowed
All these empty buildings will just sit nailed shut all over town
When I′m saying "fuck the government" I really mean my dear
That we could do much better, so let's build something new here