Skank

You keep telling me,
What I have to do,
What I have to say,
Who I have to listen to.
You don't know me,
No one knows me.
You don't know me,
You don't want to.
You're the ones who, keep me down.
You're the ones who, give me the run-a-round.
Why don't you do,
Something by yourself,
Instead of bowing down,
To somebody else.
You say were free,
You try to trick me.
You don't know me,
You don't want to.
You're the ones who, keep me down.
You're the ones who, give me the run-a-round.
You are killing me,
You are killing youself.
You are killing us,
Both of us.