The Arbiter by Misery Index Lyrics

Incubation, mass extinction, total annihilation
Bring on the just desserts
No justice, no mercy, no god, no worry
There's plenty of water from pissing the wine

Put up your fist, put up your fist
Work your whole life, all you get is this
Put up your fist, up with your fucking fist
Put up your fist, put up your fist
Work your whole life, and you die with nothing
Put up your fist, put up your fucking fist

Suicide is painless, it brings on many changes
Enjoy the wealth of losing all
I realize I mean nothing, these efforts are for naught
I feel a thousand feet tall

Put up your fist, put up your fist
Work your whole life, all you get is this
Put up your fist, up with your fucking fist
Put up your fist, put up your fist
Work your whole life, and you die with nothing
Put up your fist, put up your fucking fist
A bankrupt broken shepherd becomes the arbiter
Making the beds for us all

Put up your fist