Salt

(专辑： Ballads From The Revolution - 1998)

Don't be alarmed
Please, don't take it personally
But you're acting out
On everybody here

Your ability
Your virility's in doubt
So one more time
You clench your fists, scream and shout

You high-five your friends like you're jocks at a football game
It seems you don't know when to quit
The crowd stares in silence as you practise violence
To show you're the king of the pit

So what now?
We're sick of it
What now?

So now no one goes
To the front at shows anymore
'Cause we don't want to be
Kicked in the head or punched in the nose

We don't care where you're from
We don't care what set you claim
Why don't you get involved?
You don't even know our names

You high-five your friends like you're jocks at a football game
It seems you don't know when to quit
The crowd stares in silence as you practise violence
To show you're the king of the pit

So what now?
We're sick of it
What now?
We're sick of it

Any scene worth its salt would vilify aggression
It seems that aggression's all you know
Stop throwing your fists, put out your hand
Participate in the show

Here we go