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