I used to like my neighborhood It really made me feel good Until they brought a church and steeple
They drive those fuckin' awful cars And go to rich and shitty bars
'Cause I can't live among my class About scorin' your piece of ass
They buy the channels on T.V. And visit every place they see
They always clap on the wrong beat They're wearin' loafers on their feet
Because I can't live among my class About scoring your piece of ass