The Old Boy's Club has been throwing it's weight around It's been around so long and I'm sick of the sound If you're gonna say something, better say it loud Gonna take some counter-action, gonna join the crowd I won't be put in my place I won't be put in my Do you feel okay? 'Cause I can't blame you for feeling down I'm gonna get myself together I'm gonna paint the town I won't be put in my place I won't be put in my The hand that giveth Is set to taketh way They strip you of your dignity They make you work and then wait They make you work and then wait The right-wing views have been getting me down They say that work brings dignity, no matter what job they dish out But the rich start life with a hand-me-down The wage cap gets bigger, doesn't it make you proud? The hand that giveth Is set to taketh way They strip you of your dignity They make you work and then wait They make you work and then wait But I won't be put in my place I won't be put in my place I won't be put in my You attack the vulnerable They'd better get out of your way You don't think you're culpable They'd better get out of your way But there's nowhere to go And it's no way to be There's enough to go around There must be a different way There must be a different way