Lyrics:

I've got a strangle-hold
on this decision.
All those opposed
can rot in hell.

In meeting now the words
will form a sentence.
You'll be reduced
to nothingness.

I've got a strangle-hold
on this decision.
All those opposed
can rot in hell.

Wading through this mess together
Hand-in-hand, shoulder-to-shoulder
Some may stumble, some may fall behind.

Some may stumble, some may fall behind.

Well, it's high time
to step outside
drop the gloves
and settle this like a man.
We might stall and hem and haw
we might not fight
but we won't walk away.
Yeah, but we won't walk away.

Wading through this mess together
Hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder
Some may stumble, some may fall behind.