Fred Army Lyrics - Death To Tyrants - Sick Of It All

left. right. left 

gonna march right out and leave this place 

left. right. left 

gonna punch right through what gets in the way 

left. right. left 

gonna do whatever we have to do 

left. right. left 

gonna march right out into the free world 

desperate. and cornered like a rat 

things are getting ugly really fast 

their intentions are the worst 

let's brace ourselves and hit them where it hurts 

freedom is right there in our sights 

conscience. we have to put aside 

their intentions are the worst 

we won't stop until we break through 

left. right. left 

gonna march right out and leave this place 

left. right. left 

gonna punch right through what gets in the way 

left. right. left 

gonna do whatever we have to do 

left. right. left 

gonna march right out into the free world 

and we won't stop 'till we break through 

we're given no choice 

so let the chips fall where they may 

and let these matters be settled this way 

we'll let our judgement get carried away 

carried so far to a terrible place 

a place that wrecks and shatters our dreams 

and changes life as we know it 

into the life we have to live 

left. right. left 

gonna march right out and leave this place 

left. right. left 

gonna punch right through what gets in the way 

left. right. left 

gonna do whatever we have to do 

left. right. left 

gonna march right out into the free world 

and we won't stop 'till we break through