Armored Saint - Pay Dirt

That`s when I hit pay dirt

Sink or swim

I`m jumpin` in

Huddled masses cling together

But the herd gets thin

Self assured

With those fighting words

Your so-called figure of speech

Won`t be hard

I`ll never lose my shirt
Someday I`ll hit pay pirt

I`d rather die of thirst

Fast-moving fast-ducking fast

Running fast from the blast

I`m here to carry my weight

Murder will out the ingrates

No tampering with the soul

I`m sidestepping your phony idols

That`s when I`ll hit pay dirt