Mislabeled Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

I was born on the wrong side of the tracks and there is no going back.
It's like hey as a matter of fact.
With the shallowness only skin deep.
A rebel with a cause.
Always in trouble without due pause.
A hey but it isn't my fault.
No responsibility at all.
No respect for the men dressed in blue.
Corruption all the way through.

I was born on the wrong side of the tracks and there is no going back.
There is just no going back
It's like hey as a matter of fact.
With the shallowness only skin deep.
A rebel with a cause.
Always in trouble without due pause.
A hey but it isn't my fault.
No responsibility at all.
No respect for the men dressed in blue.
Corruption all the way through.

Who we are, who we are not.
Stereotyped bliss.
Pucker up here comes the kiss.
Tell me is that something you missed?
Ink already dry.
Signed sealed delivered.
Addressed with so much complacency.
You are just mad because I'm so happy.
A thought passes on by go ahead and grab it.
Why can't I be like that?
Why can't you?
From where I'm standing there nothing standing your way.

I was born on the wrong side of the tracks and there is no going back.
There is just no going back.
It's like hey as a matter of fact.
With the shallowness only skin deep.
A rebel with a cause.
Always in trouble without due pause.
A hey but it isn't my fault.
No responsibility at all.
No respect for the men dressed in blue.
Corruption all the way through.

What do we let define us.
With a limited abruptness.
We must stop this.
A choice has been given.
Die fighting.
Or live without really living at all.
Take your prejudice and just shove it.
Tell me now?
Don't you just love it?
A chance to show them all they are wrong.
They are so wrong.
Swallow your own pills.
Stop tossing the over my hill.
A clean sheet, to rewrite the ending.
Tattoo me, give me a good old branding.
Tomorrow I will be standing no matter what...

I was born on the wrong side of the tracks and there is no going back.
There is just no going back.
There is just no going back.
No oh no, no...

It's like hey as a matter of fact.
A life intacted.
My life is still...

I was born on the wrong side of the tracks and there is no going back.
It's like hey as a matter of fact.
With the shallowness only skin deep.
A rebel with a cause.
Always in trouble without due pause.
A hey but it isn't my fault.
No responsibility at all.
No respect for the men dressed in blue.
Corruption all the way through.