No Apologies

Respect is earned through dedication
Work in progress never stops
Insult me with your hatred
And I say what have you got

Nothing, nothing where it counts
It's a weak man's notion that I owe you
Open doors not enough
Now you want to be carried through
No regrets

Don't blame me for your failures
I've had more than I can count
In reality, it's not about me
Just take a look inside yourself

Nothing, nothing, nothing's sacred
Don't tell me that I owe you
Open palms and empty lies
Are what we've seen from you
No regrets

No, we'll never lay down
No apologies
Don't wanna hear the lies
No apologies

We've got a right to be
Cant let 'em take you out

We're not about to give up our convictions
No apologies
The powers in your hands
No doubt

Funny thing happened to me on my way to the studio right now
I was driving in my car, stopped at the red light at Santa Monica
Or something like that anyway
Let me tell you, someone was talking to me about desert island or something
You know, one of these islands where it's like no one's around
And it's all full of fuckin' cosonuts or something, anyway

And they said, you know, what record would you wanna bring if you were gonna be on desert island
And I was like, well, I don't know, because the light was about to turn green
I really got no time for this fuckin' lady, but anyway, right
I told her I bought Sick Of It All record right now
So, you know what I thought?
The first thing I thought of when I got to the studio right here
On KXPW 99.9, the New York City
The first thing I thought of when I got to the studio was
I'm gonna play this record on the radio
And I wanna see what the people think