

(whoop!) Passed the sign that says we're done for
Left our worries on the kitchen floor (ha!) Engine's smoking but we're
on the run
Underneath a cold and rust-red sun
Get ready for the fire inside
Get ready for the wild ride!
We are singing in the broken streets!
(hey!) Every defeat is a drum we beat!
Raise a glass to the falling rain
We are monarchs of the dust and pain!
Foundry's closed but the fire is hot
Making money on a vacant lot (whoo!) Rusty hubcaps spinning in the
grime We're just waiting on our golden time
Down in the clay!
(we rise!)
No other way! (we fight!) (ahhhh)