Stand up, and with your hand on the bible
Tell the truth to one and all
'Cause you know that feeling
When you’ve got your back against the wall
My god, it’s only tuesday tomorrow
And «loved one’s» gone and blown it all
Now you’ve got no money
And you feel your back against the wall
Well, if you talk to your brothers
And they don’t give a damn
And you look like you’re gonna fall
You can call my number
When you feel your back against the wall
Some tripper’s got you right in a corner
And you feel you’re gonna lose it all
Now you don’t want trouble
But you feel your back’s against the wall
So the guy moves forward but you hold him away
Shit there’s no one there to hear you call
So you take your chances
And you push him back against the wall
Now the guy’s in the gutter
And you don’t give a damn
And he looks kind of weak and small
'Cause you called his number
When you felt your back against the wall
Stand up, and with your hand on the bible
Tell the truth to one and all
'Cause you know that feeling
When you’ve got your back against the wall
Well, if you talk to your brothers
And they don’t give a damn
And you look like you’re gonna fall
You can call my number
When you feel your back against the wall