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 separate

'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'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