Words don't mean anything to me, when living a life of hypocrisy   and time isn't always on your side, eventually lies will colide   How can this be, that fruit of victory to me   and how can we stand together, I don't want to be me   Working class citizens my friend, a comprehensive, incoherent friend till the end   your staring but never listening, barren trees seize all opportunities   Show me what's going on inside your mind   cause I don't know what you've been thru