Quicksilver Messenger Service - What About Me lyrics

You poisoned my sweet water You cut down my green trees The food you fed my children Was the cause of their disease My world is slowly fallin' down And the air's not good to breathe And those of us who care enough We have to do something... Oh... oh What you gonna do about me? Oh... oh What you gonna do about me? Your newspapers They just put you on They never tell you The whole story They just put your Young ideas down I was wonderin' could this be the end Of your pride and glory? Oh... oh What you gonna do about me? Oh... oh What you gonna do about me? I work in your factory I study in your schools I fill your penitentiaries And your military too! And I feel the future trembling As the word is pa**ed around If you stand up for what you do believe Be prepared to be shot down Oh... oh What you gonna do about me? Oh... oh What you gonna do about me? And I feel like a stranger In the land where I was born And I live like an outlaw And I'm always on the run... And I'm always getting busted And I got to take a stand... I believe the revolution Must be mighty close at hand... Oh... oh What you gonna do about me? Oh... oh What you gonna do about me? I smoke marijuana But I can't get behind your wars And most of what I do believe Is against most of your laws I'm a fugitive from injustice But I'm goin' to be free 'Cause your rules and regulations They don't do the thing for me Oh... oh What you gonna do about me? Oh... oh What you gonna do about me? And I feel like a stranger In the land where I was born And I live just like an outlaw And I'm always on the run And though you may be stronger now, my time will come around You keep adding to my numbers, and you shoot my people down Oh... oh What you gonna do about me? Oh... oh What you gonna do about me? [x3]