Album: Don't Blow Your Top (1988)

Disgust

I want to cry
I live and die
I search and find
I waste my time

I plead my loss
When I dread my cross
I reached my part
And seen disgust

I gotta hold on
I gotta hold on
I gotta hold on
I gotta hold on
To my disgust

I take I creep
I laugh and sleep
I roll in thunder
But still I wonder
I [?] I grow
But sometimes I wonder
My mind's so slow
I gotta hold on
To my disgust

You should see it work
The politics and dirt
Give it to me inch by inch
In the [?] style
Take it from me mile by mile
As the rich come in
You see this earth she cries
While the rest of them smile
I gotta hold on
I gotta hold on
I gotta hold on
I gotta hold on
I gotta hold on
I gotta hold on
I gotta hold on
I gotta hold on
I gotta hold on