Lyrics:

Well you can build all the buildings that you want in this world till a man can't see a thing
Keep on spraying the crops with your suicide juice till the birds no longer sing
Speed up the production on your automobiles and make the profit that the labor brings

But I'm telling you that short cut gonna draw blood
Yes I'm telling you that short cut gonna draw blood
And you're gonna get your face pushed in the mud

Well you can build all the airplanes and the bombs that you want but you know that it don't scare me
Build a brick wall around your entire population then try and tell 'em that they're free
You can keep on drilling for your precious oil until you've even messed up the sea

But I'm telling you that short cut gonna draw blood
Yes I'm telling you that short cut gonna draw blood
And you're gonna get your face pushed in the mud

Well you been wheeling and dealing like a man with ten arms just to keep your out of style plan
You been putting out pressures squeezing the Earth like a snake with an iron hand
You'd like to kill off every indian in the jungle that's living and take away his land

But I'm telling you that short cut gonna draw blood
Yes I'm telling you that short cut gonna draw blood
And you're gonna get your face pushed in the mud ...mud

Well you keep on spewing out your dirt and your filth till the air begins to choke
Keep on playing the stupid games with your dagger and your cloak
But you won't get me working in your factory because I've thrown away the yoke

And I'm telling you that short cut gonna draw blood
Yes I'm telling you that short cut gonna draw blood, yes it will
And you're gonna get your face pushed in the mud... mud!

Short cut draw blood!
Short cut draw blood!
Short cut draw blood!
Short cut draw blood!