I'm gonna touch someone
before I hang myself
I'm gonna shake somebody's hand
I'm gonna be there when
the bottom falls out
I'm gonna rise up again
And when I look at you
and you look at me
with nothing in between
I'm gonna break my back
on reeds and brass
I'm gonna rupture somebody's spleen
Salt of the earth, scum of the tide
Salt of the earth, scum of the tide
Salt of the earth, scum of the tide
There was a winding road
now is a cul-de-sac
and whoever spoke of a road that unwound?
You oughta drop a bomb
right on the cul-de-sac
And in the aftermath the road will rewind
Salt of the earth, scum of the tide
Salt of the earth, scum of the tide
Salt of the earth, scum of the tide