I am a foreigner
And I'm walking through new streets,
But before I want to
I see the same deeds
Inherited by few,
A power machine
That crushes you and strangles you
Right in your sleep.
But be it me or it's you
The leisure class,
I think we all know
That be it punk, hip-hop,
Be it a reggae sound,
It is all connected
Through the gypsy part of town.
Let's go!
It's the underdog world strike!
And let your Girl Scouts
Lip-synch about the freedom
Just the way you want them.
But soon enough you'll see them,
Soon enough they all, they turn around,
And soon enough you'll see them
In a different part of town.
'Cause be it me or it's you
The leisure class,
I think we all know
That be it punk, hip-hop,
Be it a reggae sound,
It is all connected
Through the gypsy part of town.
Let's go!
It's the underdog world strike!
I am a foreigner
And I'm walking through new streets…