| Straight from the middle right up to the top |
| Eat or be eaten by the cream of the crop |
| A smell of burning way down in your soul |
| When you taught to steal you’re never alone |
| And you fall to the ground |
| Upon your knees — testify |
| Bruised and beaten, broken bones |
| Running so hard you can never go home |
| You live your life on a torture wheel |
| Gripped by a breeze of cold blue steel |
| When you fall to the ground |
| Upon your knees — testify |
| Sail into a sea of hell |
| Oh, you do it so very well |
| This life you lead will never leave you alone |
| Testify — testify |
| Down on your knees and testify |
| Straight from the middle right up to the top |
| Eat or be eaten by the cream of the crop |
| A smell of burning way down in your soul |
| When you taught to steal you’re never alone |
| When you fall to the ground |
| Upon your knees — testify |
| Fall to the ground |
| Upon your knees — testify |
| Fall to the ground |
| Upon your knees — testify |