Well you greet the tokens and stamps
Beneath the fake-oil burnin lamps
In the city we forgot to name
The concourse is four-wheeled shame
And the courthouses double-breast
Id like to check out your public protests
Why youre complaining ta!
You sleep with electric guitars
Range rovin with the cinema stars
And I wouldnt want to shake their hands
cause theyre in such a high-protein land
Because theres 40 different shades of black
So many fortresses and ways to attack
So why you complaining? ta!