Same old town but afraid to walk the streets Same old song, not impressed by the city heat Minding my business - make sure to lock the door Got enough
Late night fights for out missing rights Breaking up speech always around I'm throwing you out so give me the key You're leaving for a while and then
The world has chosen a few To have as pets and to do them harm He kicks them down every time As soon as they're flying high Down to the ground Where
