I've got nothing to Penetrate
And I've got nothing to Elevate
I can't seem to concentrate
'Cause I've got nothing to consecrate
I wouldn't know the solution
'Cause this ain't my revolution
I practice my prostitution
And spread the people's pollution
I've got nothing to mediate
And I've got nothing to dedicate
I can't seem to seperate
'Cause I've got nothing to Liberate
I wouldn't know the solution
'Cause this ain't my revolution
I practice my prostitution
And spread the people's pollution
I wouldn't know the solution
'Cause this ain't my revolution
I practice my prostitution
And spread the people's pollution
I've got no-one to aggravate
And I've got no-one to emulate
You want me to assimilate
But I'm not going to imitate