Tim Vantol - Dirty Boots lyrics

And we'll all end up, in the same old sh** We will take it for granted, try to deal with it You will never win, when you won't try to hit So take your hands out of your pockets, put your shoulder to the wheel Well we've learned our lessons, from the risks we took And we'll try to recover, and leave where we once stood While some of us can't but wish they could So take your hands out of your pockets, put your shoulder to the wheel And there ain't such thing as a great success When your gla** is filled by the government tap While your neighbor is living in a cold distress So take your hands out of your pockets, put your shoulder to the wheel Would you rather keep your hands up and take the things that aren't meant for you? And let those who are desperately in need fight for their truth Or could you keep your head up even if there are no better jobs to choose? And take it all for granted, and wear these dirty boots So take your hands out of your pockets, put your shoulder to the wheel