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?