Walking this streets all by myself, I don't care about anybody else! 'Cause sometimes don't you know that I just feel that way And sometimes I'm just so ready to strike out! And the people sit and stare from their main street terraces and coffee shops as I pass by But they never say, "Hello" 'cause they could never understand All the foreign concepts in my mind
You see I'm thinking of a world, where people stop and think for themselves And I'm thinking of a world, where people wouldn't fuck you for money And I know, it's just a dream, but it's one I won't let go 'cause I'm so tired of getting fucked By you and you, and you and you...
Priorities prioritized in sickening ways by the capitalist pushers of the world As the yuppies and the bankers of this neighborhood drive in their F.U.V.'s to work And I think to myself, "What a success these 'excess junkies' are!" And I'm sure the homeless and those with no health care would surely concur
You see I'm thinking of a world, where people stop and think for themselves And I'm thinking of a world, where people wouldn't fuck you for money And I know, it's just a dream, but it's one I won't let go 'cause I'm so tired of getting fucked By those of you, who...
Protect their conscience, by saying that it's only business Protect their conscience, by saying this is just the way it is Because it's not the way it has to fuckin' be!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
