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 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