Lyrics:

They took the coal from the mountains, ripped the fruit from the soil
Pulled the fish from the sea, drained the earth of its oil
Took the Christ out of Christmas, pulled the sun from the sky
Their daddies told them to never ask why
The barbwire fence is getting higher and higher
We're getting ready to fight fire with fire
It's getting so there ain't a kind word said
We gotta keep moving on, pushing on ahead

They led a blind man to a cliff, gave a crippled man a kick
Took a poor man to the cleaners and a rich man has his pick
Gave a three-piece man a job, took an old man to a whore
Sent a young boy to a place he ain't never been before
The barbwire fence is getting higher and higher
We're getting ready to fight fire with fire
It's getting so there ain't a kind word said
We gotta keep moving on, pushing on ahead

Well, if they force me to reason, if they ask me to doubt
I'll fuss then baby and fight 'em baby, ow
East wind is blowing and a full moon is high
There's just no purpose, there's no reason why
The barbwire fence is getting higher and higher
We're getting ready to fight fire with fire
It's getting so there ain't a kind word said
We gotta keep moving on, pushing on ahead