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