Iron Fist - Goldfinger

Standing in the road and it’s rush hour

Wishing I was far from this scene

Standing in the road and I’m freezing

It’s hard to breathe

This morning I was dreaming of angels

Covered in the warmth of their wings

This morning was a different lifetime

I’ve come to believe

So, now I’m answering a million questions

Racking up my legal fees

And everyone’s assuming I’m guilty

So, now I’m watching as my house is raided

Like I’m some sort of terrorist

I thought that they were democratic, not an iron fist

More like an iron fist

Sitting on my couch like a leper, interrogated sociopath

One hand is resting on their holster the other their staff

In my life I’ve been trained to respect them

Bred only to protect and to serve

Now I know they are paid by the wealthy

The meek won’t be heard

So, now I’m answering a million questions

Racking up my legal fees

Everyone’s assuming I’m guilty

So, now I’m watching as my house is raided

Like I’m some sort of terrorist

I thought that they were democratic, not an iron fist

More like an iron fist

If I become what they had taught me that is wrong

I lose allegiance to the country that I’m born

The country that I am born

I always knew that they would find nothing

No weapons, just a mind of my own

This country was built only on treason

These homes for the slaves, homes for the slaves