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We all get knocked down And kicked in the teeth Sometimes we land âsplat' Sometimes on our feet We struggle to survive Better days might come But fuck it if they don't We still carry on We survive Yes we carry on We hold our heads up high no uniforms we fear Breaking the chain we command out of our despair They try to run us down with their standards set and rules Try to get us moving we have nothing to prove Look at them speculating gasping for some air See as they match and compare With their pockets full of products making life so bright We can resist their might From Letras Mania