To be young believers
And you're working for the clampdown
Yeah I’m working hard in Harrisburg
But lately one or two has fully paid their due
Stop wasting your time there's nothing coming
Only a fool would think someone could save you
Work, work
In these days of evil presidentes
No man born with a living soul
Voices in your head are calling
And working for the clampdown
How can you refuse it?
I'm not working for the clampdown
Get along, get along
Begging to be melted down
More work, more work
Working for the clampdown
So you got someone to boss around
For working for the clampdown
It make you feel big now
You start wearing blue and brown
They put up a poster saying "We earn more than you"
They hit him in the back
Working for the clampdown
Work, work, work, work
Taking off his turban they said "Is this man a Jew?"
And see the long arm dropped over the school cuisines
They say I'm now back
Kick over the wall 'cause government's to fall
You drift until you brutalize
We will train our blue-eyed men
Work, work
Well you grow up and you calm down
The judge said "Five to ten" But I say "Double that again"
You make your first kill now
Working for the clampdown
When working for the clampdown
Ha get along, get along
And I give away no secrets
Oh what are we gonna do now?
Working hard in Petersburg
Ha get along, get along
To the young believers
Do you know that you can use it?
Working for the clampdown
The men at the factory are all old and cunning
Let fury have the hour anger can be power
Ha get along, get along
We will teach our twisted speech
Working for the clampdown
Hands facing the crowd as slowly you can click on my
It's the best years of your life they want to steal
’Cause working for the clampdown
Can be working for the clampdown
You don't owe nothing boy get runnin'
