Hands Songtext
von RUMBLE Syndicate

It was a sellout
Just like the last 10 dates
But there was more here than a ticket price
Getting paid
Out
And that′s your bottom line
Dollar sign
You're now represented by the swine

You′re being packaged now
Just like a label on a can
A year from now you're scratching your head
Saying 'Damn′
You felt the gloom
From the room
With the view
Swore that you′d never change
Now you're a robot too


It don′t pay
To be the right way
When things aren't
The same today
I′m
Holding on
I keep
Pushing long
I reach
Sewer cap
However high I climb
(I climb)

I know a therapist told me once
It makes no sense
To get involved with the people you're against
But if you′re looking for sanity
It's gone, kid
Hasn't been here
Since ′95 was the year

Can′t wage a war at what embodies what I'm fighting for
I work the streets because this business is a whore
It′s not so funny when I'm losing money everyday
Gotta keep the game insane
′Cause I ain't playing anyway


It don′t pay to be the right way
'Cause things aren't the same today
I′m holding on
I keep
Pushing long
I reach
Sewer caps
However high I climb

They′ve got my hands
They've got my hands
They′ve got my hands
Tied

Sellout
It's what you hated now it′s what you are
Still can't get your fingers in the jar
You sucker
It′s what they're paying you for
But the door's not swinging open anymore

You′re being packaged now
Just like a label on a can
A year from now you′re scratching your head
Saying 'Damn′
Pick up the pennies now
'Cause pieces will be coming next
Guess you didn′t read the label for potential side effects

They've got my hands
They′ve got my hands
They've got my hands
Tied
They've got my hands
They′ve got my hands
They′ve got my hands
Tied
Tied
Tied
Aha, Oh
Aha, Oh