Text: Pearl Jam. Vitalogy. Whipping.

Don't need a helmet, got a hard, hard head
Don't need a raincoat, I'm already wet
Don't need a bandage, there's too much blood
After a while, seems to roll right off

Whipping, ah, they're whipping, ah
They're whipping, ah, they're whipping

Don't need a hand, there's always arms attached
I don't get behind, I can't fall back
Oh, why must we trust all these rusted rails?
They don't want no change, we already have

They're whipping, ah, they're whipping, ah
They're whipping, ah, they're whipping

Don't mean to push, but I'm being shoved!
Oh, I'm just like you, think we've had enough
I can't believe a thing they want us to
Oh, we all got scars, they should have 'em too

Oh, they're whipping, ah, they're whipping, ah
They're whipping, ah, they're whipping

They're whipping, ah, they're whipping, ah
They're whipping, yeah, they're whipping