Is there no way you can be what you have said?
From the lip
You've got it rough
Contradict the very words you preach
You've got it rough
Imitate at due cost
So you shoot, shoot, shoot
Your comment on positions out of reach
You can stand and beat your breast
Another self-serving sermon
While they feed on the fruit of their sweat

So you shoot, shoot, shoot

Remember your name

I won't
Haven't you got it rough?

While you emulate the man that touched your heart

I just know
You can stand and beat your breast
Haven't you got it rough?
While they feed on the fruit of their sweat
From the lip