Screeching Weasel - Tightrope lyrics

[Screeching Weasel - Tightrope lyrics]

I've never heard a member
Of the working class
Singing punk rock songs to kids
They're too busy working
I don't get all worked up
By angry white man chants
By professional musicians
They're just doing their jobs

The bar is not a pub
Your friends are not your mates
A pack of badgers filled
With bitterness and hate
If all the boys are dying in bloody fights
Then maybe you should stop behaving
Like a petty thug
Singing anthemic eulogies at
Graves you've dug

I will not glorify the working man
That's just another weak excuse


And you know it oh yeah
To justify and romanticize a violent life
If that's right
Then I wanna see some fucking proof
Do you got it?

Your dignity and honor but what do you do
To make a difference in this
Cesspool of a world?
No, I don't have any answers
Just try to be a better man
And try to understand that we're all fucked
And fighting each other is want they want

Nobody's getting out of here alive
Choking to death on misplaced sense of pride

Everything's falling apart
Everything's falling apart
Everything's falling apart

Everything

The white man's not my enemy
The black man's not my enemy
The straight man's not my enemy
The gay man's not my enemy
The rich man's not my enemy
The poor man's not my enemy
No man is my enemy no man is my enemy

My enemy

No man is my enemy no man is my enemy
No man is my enemy

No man

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