LAMBS TO THE SLAUGHTER

Most people take it they get pushed down Bared out of their minds just hanging around Make no decisions they out on a limb Labelled and numbered prospects are grim. Yeah its time to fight back Yeah its time to attack. Taken their pride is locked in room Lambs to the slaughter your turns comes soon Picked on and pushed they don't stand for their rights When they come to they just out lights. Chorus... Repeat... Chorus...