For Pat

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
 [Chorus:]
 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
 [Chorus:]
 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