Callin' all agents, the seven have split Villains and vagrants, are killin' our conscience Call it contagious, the shutters'll click Fillin' up pages, and give 'em the opposite Yeah yeah Cross off the basics, a cut and a stitch Trial by patience -- admitted -- Cause I've got, common frustration A seminal shift Piles of papers are hidden in offices Someone's gotta' tow the line Someone's gotta' make it right Someone's gotta' throw the fight Someone's gotta take it You gotta' fake it Call it amazin', we're gonna' get it rich Figures and failing are given up partly Settle our savings, a seventies schtick Buy off the payments, and kill 'em with confidence Someone's gonna' tow the line Someone's gonna' make it right Someone's gonna' throw the fight Someone's gonna take it Not gonna' take it I won't take it Blood on the rails