No fuel for the engine No meal for the hungry mouth They say that
clothes make the man and you are made into a funeral shroud. A
flag at half-mast Do you admit defeat? Raise your eyes up; raise
your voice and sing. Sing to the world with a fist of defiance
high over head to the sun rising in the sky The reason to live
is the reason to question why Keep fighting, keep thinking; life
will go on I know how it feels when you think you're the only
one. No fuel for the engine No meal for the hungry mouth They
say that clothes make the man and you are made into a funeral
shroud. A flag at half-mast Will you admit defeat? Raise your
eyes up; raise your voice and sing. A flag at full staff You
won't admit defeat. Raise your eyes up; raise your voice and
sing. Sing to the world with a fist of defiance high over head
to the sun rising in the sky The reason to live is the reason to