Lyrics:

You Finally Found The Mainstream
in The Middle Of Your Life
you Tapped Into A Vein
of Endless Gold Chains
now You're Locked Up Tight
tearing Down The Middle Of It
splitting It Right In Half
bobbing Up And Down The Waves
like A Runaway Slave
on A Huck Finn Raft

chorus
take Your Wife
take Your Family
take Your Gun
running Through The Woods
and The Burned Out Neighborhoods
looking For Someone
a Member Of Your Tribe
a Place You Can Hide
'til The War Has Begun
'cause In The Fields Before The Flood
you'll Be Spilling Blood
like A Native Son

where You Gonna Run To
there Ain't No Underground
if Only You Could Fly
you'd Cut Across The Sky
like A Rifle Round
oh, Who Are Your People
and Where Is Your Homeland
'cause They're Dying Side By Side
at The River Of Pride
where We Tried To Take A Stand

chorus Twice

in The Fields Before The Flood
you'll Be Spilling Blood
like A Native Son