I've got nothing to Penetrate

And I've got nothing to Elevate

I can't seem to concentrate

'Cause I've got nothing to consecrate

I wouldn't know the solution
'Cause this ain't my revolution
I practice my prostitution
And spread the people's pollution

I've got nothing to mediate

And I've got nothing to dedicate

I can't seem to seperate

'Cause I've got nothing to Liberate

I wouldn't know the solution
'Cause this ain't my revolution
I practice my prostitution
And spread the people's pollution

I wouldn't know the solution
'Cause this ain't my revolution
I practice my prostitution
And spread the people's pollution

I've got no-one to aggravate

And I've got no-one to emulate

You want me to assimilate

But I'm not going to imitate