Squat Walker

They say that there's nothing to save here But they're wrong Stop looking for reasons to quit And find ones to go on They can't ignore us forever So make a sound if you're still alive I can be a part of progress A noxious brute Suit up to stay alive Rotten to the root I'll pull you under too Wake up and smell the coffin The nails are still loose We should be singing songs of joy But instead we sing the blues Tell me who guards the guardians? On repeat like a broken forty-five I can be a part of progress A noxious brute Suit up to stay alive Rotten to the root I'll pull you under too You can be a part of progress A noxious brute Suit up to stay alive Rotten to the root I'll pull you under too I can be a part of progress A noxious brute Suit up to stay alive Rotten to the root I'll pull you under too You can be a part of progress A noxious brute Suit up to stay alive Rotten to the root I'll pull you under too