Are we a lost generation of our people?
Add us to equations but they’ll never make us equal
They keep us underground working hard for the greedy
When it’s time to pay they call us needy
I’m gonna keep leading like a young harry grubbin
You can take my wings but I’m still gonna fly
I’m gonna keep singin and I’m gonna keep writin songs
I’m tired of Marvin askin’ me what’s goin’ on
March to the streets cause I’m willin’ and I’m able
Categorize me I defy every label
While you selling dope we gonna keep selling hope
We rising up now you gotta deal you gotta cope
Will you be electric sheep?
Electric ladies will you sleep?
Or will you preach?