Back Up Against the Wall by The Mars Volta Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You yell out in defiance
You're backed up against the wall
They're up there clutching their guns and
It makes you feel real small

[Chorus]
So you can cuss, spit, throw bottles
Broken glass
But it all ends up with handcuffs on your hands

[Verse 2]
You run around and spray paint
Graffiti on everybody's wall
You think that's bitchin man
That ain't nothing at all!

[Chorus]
So you can cuss, spit, throw bottles
Broken glass
But it ends up with a swift kick to your ass
[Verse 1]
You yell out in defiance
You're backed up against the wall
They're up there clutching their guns and
It makes you feel real small

[Chorus]
Cuss, spit, throw bottles
Broken glass
But it ends up with handcuffs on your hands