VICTIM OF A SYSTEM

Am I or you the ones, the ones
 Who are victims of the system?
 Is it I and you?
 I don't know if it's true
 Well I'll be boss all alone, on my throne made of stone
 Stick bricks, plastic, and a lotta Styrofoam
 I'll build a castle from the world's rubble
 My own bubble away from the trouble
 Climate change, these hot days are gettin' hotter
 We can't maintain the way we use water
 We're running out of time, it's official
 Time to stop being so superficial
 I won't miss you
 When I build my own empire
 PVC pipes, glue, and barbed wire
 I'll kick the door shut and whack in a nail
 I call it freedom, you says it's like a jail
 Hate on me if you don't agree
 You'll see I'm the commanding key
 And oh no, I'm not wrong
 I'll be gone in five, four...
 Am I or you the ones, the ones
 Who are victims of the system?
 Is it I and you?
 I don't know if it's true
 Am I or you the ones, the ones
 Who are victims of the system?
 Is it I and you?
 I don't know if it's true
 Sometimes I feel I'm from the wrong generation
 As I ride my board round this brain dead nation
 Ducking and diving, swerving and riding
 I'm losing my mind but still
 We can't go back to when the jeans had slack
 Bumpin' tunes from the boom box like that
 Beastie Boys, Black Flag, Public Enemy
 Yeah, it's true that time can't wind back
 (Yeah, it's true that time can't wind back)
 But if you could would you change a thing?
 Am I or you the ones, the ones
 Who are victims of the system?
 Is it I and you?
 I don't know if it's true
 Am I or you the ones, the ones
 Who are victims of the system?
 Is it I and you?
 I don't know if it's true
 Am I or you the ones, the ones
 Who are victims of the system?
 Is it I and you?
 I don't know if it's true
 Am I or you the ones, the ones
 Who are victims of the system?
 Is it I and you?
 I don't know if it's true