"Tied Down, Spit On" lyrics

You better run or you'll get stepped on
With your sharpened bayonet boots, you'll be long gone
You gotta go, you gotta get on
With all the glory of good riches, you've been brainwashed

And as for all the days
And what you'll do with them
Just spend some quiet time
You need some rest to mend

You're getting slow, you're getting old now
You don't quite have the quickness and your strength's gone
You gotta run just like you used to
You're tied down, boy, you've been tied down and you're spit on

And as for all the days
And what you'll do with them
Just spend some quiet time
You need some rest to mend

Tied down, spit on, hey!
Tied down, spit on, hey, hey!
You get tied down