Captains of Industry Songtext
von Funeral for a Friend

We kick the bucket and they drink us dry
We′re not essential we're down on supply
We till the soil and work the fields
Another 20 years
My fingers bleed

You′ve gotta believe it
It's gotta be seen to believed

A crisis of faith and an honest mistake
It can break your resolve
This tattered life, torn and despised
It can swallow you whole

What's the mercy? What′s this machine?
Our price to pay
Our burden to bear
We taking liberties with an innocent lie
We′re just another cog in this infernal machine
Another 50 years for someone to see


You've gotta believe it
It′s gotta be seen to believed

A crisis of faith and an honest mistake
It can break your resolve
This tattered life, torn and despised
It can swallow you whole

What's the mercy? What′s the machine?
We're at the mercy of their machines

Shake hands (shake hands)
With the captains of the industry
Shake hands (shake hands)
With the captains of the industry

Shake hands (shake hands)
With the captains of the industry

Shake hands (shake hands)
With the captains of the industry

Shake hands (shake hands)
With the captains of the industry (shake hands)
With the captains of the industry (shake hands)
With the captains of the industry