For Pat - Justin Sane

Walking these 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 life

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 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 F you for money

And I know, it’s just a dream,

but it’s one I wont 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 that is just the way it is Because it’s not the way it has to fuckin’be