1, 2, 3, 4 Well I won't be caught living in a dead end job While praying to my government guns and gods Now it's us against them We're here to represent To spit right in the face of the establishment. And now I don't believe (ain't got no faith in nothing) Stand on my own (ain't got no sympathy) Wasting the youth (while being young and useless) Speak for yourself (and don't pray for me) [Chorus] Well because we're doing fine And we don't need to be told That we're here doing fine Cause we won't give you control And we don't need anything from you Cause we'll be just fine And we won't be bought and sold Just like you (A call across the underclass) Calling out loud with no respect I'm not the one, just another reject I'm the voice to offend, All those who pretend Unsung against the grain I'm here to rise against And now I'm desensitized (I state my place in nowhere) Burning the flag (of the degeneration) Everyone see (the anthem of no future) Down with the mass (causes we're not listening) [Chorus] May I have your attention please I pledge allegiance to the underclass as your hero at large. 1, 2, 3, 4 We're the saints of degeneration We don't owe anyone an explanation Fuck elitists We don't need this We're the elite of the just alright [Chorus]