The Fight

The problem with society's been how do we teach
And if they'll believe.
We'll fight this battle for years [bad word] 
'til we only accept that we can stand on our own.

Grandfather used his hands, he worked them to the bone
Provide his family with a happy home, alone.

Don't take your aggression out on me.
My own man is all I'm meant to be.
 [bad word] place is so lazy, old and tired
All your ideas are so [bad word] #39; uninspired.
Takes more than one idea
More than one percent to fight the fight
How many times have you taught and not conspired?

Don't wanna be, they never say
But don't call us the liars

(guitar solo)

We've walked these alleys a thousand times
And scattered around a thousand lies.
They are trying to hold you down
Your life may be hard but keep your feet on the ground.
Why don't I have the finest things that others have?
The chance is there if you want it all that bad.
So bad.

Don't take your aggression out on me.
My own man is all I'm meant to be.
 [bad word] place is so lazy, old and tired
All your ideas are so [bad word] #39; uninspired.
Takes more than one idea
More than one percent to fight the fight
How many times have you taught and not conspired?

Don't try and get me confused.
Cause I do understand.
And sometimes people need help.
That they may need a hand
When there's problems going on.
thing you have to get straight
Is that you don't own my hand.
And I don't owe you a thing.
So don't think about how sorry
You feel and how you're treated so bad.

 [bad word] place is so lazy, old and tired
All your ideas are so [bad word] uninspired.
Takes more than one idea
More than one percent to fight the fight
How many times have you taught and not conspired?

And as a race we look back and [bad word] so far.
While some may conquer the others had it so hard
But in this day we [bad word] while there's no room for us to fight.
I guess we're born and this is how we keep us occupied