Atlas Losing Grip - Hook, Line & Sinker

With their minds on their money and money on their minds,
They set the rules for how we ought to live our lives.
Hook, line and sinker, we swallow every little lie
As they steal the spark from inside.
Leaving barely enough for us to survive.
Like vampires they bite down and suck us dry.

We gotta rise on up from the underground.
Rise on up from the underground.
Break on through to the other side -
Get them while they're still in bed.
Rise on up from the underground.
Rise on up from the underground.
They act like vampires and treat us like the living dead.

They throw us the crumbs while we eat at their feet.
They wander round in their castles while we roam the streets.
The treatment just seems so undignified.
The treatment just seems so inhumane.

We can be our own authority
If we rise up and declare a mutiny.

While we sell our lives in eight-hour slices
Our blood is paying for their vices.
We live our lives on our knees (down on our knees)
As they steal the spark from inside.
Leaving us barely enough for us to survive.
Like vampires they bite down and suck us dry.

We gotta rise on up from the underground.
Rise on up from the underground.
Break on through to the other side -
Get them while they're still in bed.
Rise on up from the underground.
Rise on up from the underground.
They act like vampires

We gotta rise on up from the underground.
(We gotta gotta gotta go)
We gotta rise on up from the underground.
(We gotta gotta gotta go)
Rise on up from the underground.
Rise on up from the underground.
They act like vampires, we are the living dead!!