Isn't there any other waynHow to pull my weight around?nI don't ask for sympathynI just need to worknWhere I can be proudnI've been talking to deitiesnChecking the rags and searching the groundsnBut I am boundnTo the windbagsnnAnd I don't wanna sing that songnSounding hardcorenFor nothing downnDown in HogtownnIt's just a system that's built upnTo fuel the strongnAnd I'm not ready for the countrynHigh up abovennI've been pouring my energynInto a vat and sipping it downnNow I can breathe properlynAnd don't I have to carry a crownnSo I'll take this libertynI'll wear an axe, I'll make a vownIf you watch my back nWhen the sun downs