Backbeat Riot

Boots on the curb, I’m done with the line

Paper in my face, hands out for mine

They want my hours, want my spine

Want me quiet, want me fine

Big men grin from a padded chair

Tell me “ be grateful” like they care

I see the crack in the polished wall

Hear the whole room about to fall

Nah, nah, I won’t bend

I bite back hard when they pretend

Nah, nah, hear me now

I’m not your tool, not your crowd

Backbeat riot, kick the door

Backbeat riot, one word more

Backbeat riot, hands up high

Backbeat riot, let it fly

(Backbeat riot)

(Backbeat riot)

Cash for the rich, crumbs for the block

Same old script with a different lock

Thin smiles sold on a plastic screen

Bigger the lie, meaner the gleam

I been working while they take the praise

Same old chain in a newer blaze

Street signs torn, but the bill still comes

Every “ maybe” tastes like crumbs

Nah, nah, I won’t bend

I bite back hard when they pretend

Nah, nah, hear me now

I’m not your tool, not your crowd

Backbeat riot, kick the door

Backbeat riot, one word more

Backbeat riot, hands up high

Backbeat riot, let it fly

(Backbeat riot)

(Backbeat riot)

Tape slows down, but I don’t

I got a fire they can’t smoke

One more chant, one more shout

Turn the lock, blow it out

Backbeat riot, kick the door

Backbeat riot, one word more

Backbeat riot, fists up high

Backbeat riot, let it fly

Backbeat riot, we don’t kneel

Backbeat riot, this is real

(Backbeat riot)

(Backbeat riot)