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 $$#imilate
But I'm not going to imitate.