Rank-n-file Lyrics

Rank-n-file lyrics

I'm standing with the Rank-N-File.

I'm marching with the underground.

Our black hearts worn on our sleeves.



Let my imagination go and drop me where I feel most scared.

Snap back already giving thanks I'm not trapped working in a

sweatshop somewhere.

This song's for those less fortunate, locked in a world where both

ends are not meant to meet.



I'm standing with the Rank-N-File.

I'm marching with the underground.

Our black hearts worn on our sleeves.

I'm standing with the Rank-N-File.

I'm marching with the underground.

Our black hearts worn on our sleeves.



Let my imagination go and drop me where I feel most scared.

Synaptic flashes in my head, then total thanks again. I'm not 

soldiering somewhere. 

These words are for the countless souls who died in vain for

someone else's gain.



I'm standing with the Rank-N-File.

I'm marching with the underground.

Our black hearts worn on our sleeves.

I'm standing with the Rank-N-File.

I'm marching with the underground.

Our black hearts worn on our sleeves.



Left my birthplace for foreign streets to strange places, new faces

I flew.

Shoeless kids stood on the corner, their eyes they were transfixed

on you. 

So I'm standing with the Rank-N-File.

I'm marching with the underground.

My black heart worn on my sleeve.



I'm standing with the Rank-N-File.

I'm marching with the underground.

With our black hearts worn on our sleeves! All Right!!