I'm tired of American socialite culture
God, it makes me sick
I've got so much fire burning down inside
The time has come to face the truth and bring about a change

I don't care about all your books and magazines
All these new evolving scenes or plastic teenage dreams
Want to sing for all the angry kids up on the block
The kids are fighting dope, the people time forgot

These are the things that stir my soul, impassion me to sing
Got so much frustration, really starting to sting
See so many faults, got things to vent and lose
All fed up with everything so this is what I choose

We have had enough
The time has come to call their bluff

This is a battle cry for the common people
The forgotten nowhere kids stuck in the middle
We're singing this song for all of the common people
Who've given up so much and gotten back so little

And another thing that bothers me is the black gold gang
And how they use the poor
With arrogance and lies, all those fake smiles
The time has come to call them out, so let the gloves come off

Us lower kids get stuck inside a rich man's war
Seems like less about the freedom and more like mining the world
And we're not born of entitlement, we hump down in the dirt
Sometimes it makes us wonder what we're really fighting for

These are things that light my fuse and make me wonder why
Losing my grip on the handle, off it I might fly
See so many faults, got things to vent and lose
All fed up with everything so this is what I choose

We have had enough
The time has come to call their bluff

This is a battle cry for the common people
The forgotten nowhere kids stuck in the middle
We're singing this song for all of the common people
Who've given up so much and gotten back so little

Got a lot on my mind, too much something I think
Pretty damn opinionated, make me swim or sink
Should I give up, close my mouth for good?
Go back to work, I should... hell no!

This is a battle cry for the common people
The forgotten nowhere kids stuck in the middle
We're singing this song for all of the common people
Who've given up so much and gotten back so little

Got no more to talk about, this is where we are
Not a damn expert, only sing what's in my heart
This is what we have today and this is what we do
And if you don't like it, FUCK YOU!


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    General CommentIts what it say. A battle cry for us, for the middle class, for the not un famous, the unknown, the not cared about, US!
    StillNotDeadon October 13, 2008   Link

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