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