it could happen to you, 
a defect from the 
wasted outskirts of los angeles 
with a crumpled-up pass for the RTD 
and no authority or trajectory 
on the brink of insanity 
you'd better believe it 
because it's written all over your face 
just a neighborhood reject, 
out of step and out of place 
you'd better believe it 
would you ever have thought 
persistence could prevail 
against the almost 
unbearable weight of the system? 
with nothing better to do, 
and no one else who you can look up to 
you'd better believe it 
because it's written all over your face 
a political defect, 
out of step and out of place 
you'd better believe it 
and the future is bright 
when ideas run astray 
so turn out the light, 
a punk can't have a say 
sometimes desire is all that's there 
who said life was fair? 
 
 
[Thanks to  piperbunny@occultmail.com  for these lyrics]