[Originally by The Saints]
    Ain't nobody tells me what to do now
  I've heard all the lies and been promised the world
  No business man is going to use or confuse me
  'Cause I ain't no puppet for his capital gain
    And what do you get but exploitation?
  From creeps who are going to ignore your situation
  Too many people getting pushed around
  Going to end up down the lost and found
    They say I got to respect the system
  But there ain't no respect in that system for me
  You got to be satisfied and show no resistance
  If you want to get to the top of that tree
    And what do you get but exploitation?
  From creeps who are going to ignore your situation
  Too many people getting pushed around
  Going to end up down the lost and found
    They give you media minds to keep you satisfied
  Then take you brain away to appease and make you smile
  No more!
    Ain't nobody tells me what to do now
  I've heard all the lies and been promised the world
  No business man is going to use or confuse me
  'Cause I ain't no puppet for his capital gain
    And what do you get but exploitation?
  From creeps who are going to ignore your situation
  Too many people getting pushed around
  Going to end up in the lost and found
    And that ain't me, babe.
  Down down down
  Down down down
  Down down down