With my faced smashed against the concrete I kinda find it hard to speak The inevitable freedom of oppression And I stay down. Kneel down to our masters That left us to die We'll get our taste of freedom Lickin' the pavement clean. Obey the truth or suffer the consequense Smiling face with teeth kicked in We nod and move along We nod as we sing along Kneel down to our Gods That left us to die We'll get uor taste of freedom Lickin' the pavement clean Give praise to our opportunities We give thanks with our hands tied We laught when patted on the back And then we die! Still belive every word And all the great heroes Still belive every word And all the grand promises Still belive every word And all the stunning progress Still belive every word And still we stay down I have nothing So I get my head kicked in Wont make a sound Thanks again'.