But that's before they beat her
down to let the spark ignite
The cops get to her, laughed at her,
And when she tried to raise herself,
they said she wants some more
Our lady is a redhead thing,
But this girl's a fighter,
she's the bearer of my dreams
Her father was a drinking man,
he'd take his belt to her
And since she kicked his balls in,
The dice are loaded, the deck is stacked
The game is rigged, she's turning back
the men who would be king
We hold our love, we hold our hope,
The men who would be king
So we brace ourselves again
For plastic shields, iron bars,
Against this tide of rising hate
we'll let go of our fears
For every class that infiltrates
The dice are low, the deck is stacked,
the game is rich in turn and back
We hold our love, we hold our hope,
The dice are loaded, the deck is stacked,
the game is rigged so turn it back
We hold our love, we hold our hope,
The dice are loaded, the deck is stacked,
the game is rigged to turn the pack
it's the man who would be king
We hold our love, we hold our hope,
For each and every one of us
Is worth more than all their kings
