Текст песни Common People

I'm tired of American socialite culture

God it makes me sick

I've got so much fire burning deep inside

The time has come to face the truth and bring about a change

I don't care about all your books and magazines

All these new evolving scenes or plastic teenage dreams

Want to sing for all the angry kids up on the block

The kids are fighting dope, the people time forgot

These things are the things that stir my soul, impassion me to sing

Got so much frustration, really starting to sting

See so many faults, got things to vent and lose

All fed up with everything so this is what I choose

We have had, had enough

The time has come to call their bluff

This is a battle cry for the common people

The forgotten nowhere kids stuck in the middle

We're singing this song for all of the common people

Who've given up so much and gotten back so little

And another thing that bothers me is the black gold gang and how they use the poor

With arrogance and lies, all those fake smiles

The time has come to call them out so let the gloves come off

Us lower class kids get stuck inside a rich man's war

Seems like less about the freedom and more like mining with the world

And we're not born of entitlement, we hump down in the dirt
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Sometimes it makes us wonder what we're really fighting for

These are things that light my fuse and make me wonder why

Losing my grip on the handle, off it I might fly

See so many faults, got things to vent and lose

All fed up with everything, so this is what I choose

We have had, had enough

The time has come to call their bluff

This is a battle cry for the common people

The forgotten nowhere kids stuck

We're singing this song for all of the common people

Who've given up so much and got back so little

Got a lot on my mind, too much something I think

Pretty damn opinionated, makes me sort of sink

Should I give it up? Close my mouth for good?

Go back to work, I should... hell no!

This is a battle cry for the common people

The forgotten nowhere kids stuck

We're singing this song for all of the common people

Who've given up so much and got back so little

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Got no more to talk about, this is where we are

Not a damn expert I only sing what's in my heart

This is what we have to say and this is what we do

And if you don't like it... Fuck You!