Songtexte: Napalm Death. Diatribes. Take The Strain.

Take the strain, can you take it?
Take the strain or even fake it
Take the strain, aren't we lucky?
Take the strain to be breathing
Take the strain

Are you the man in the next bed
Without the tubes, without the life support?
Maybe the man whose pockets weigh you down

Take the strain, do you wear strife?
Take the strain like a clown
Take the strain or accumulate
Take the strain with a frown
Take the strain

Are you the animal
That escapes the snares and traps?
Bearing no quarry scars
And the hunter's crown

We were taught to follow leaders, follow leaders
Never to challenge the singular pack
The goals they set slip the grasp, slip our grasp
Chasing tails without the basic facts

Choose full pain, violate, make the grade
Taut wires Frey, electro-brain, take the strain

We were taught to follow leaders, follow leaders
Never to challenge the singular pack
The goals they set slip the grasp, slip our grasp
Chasing tails without the basic facts