The cops are afraid of you and you...
The cops could be afraid of you and you...

Threats of violence, plastic threats
Taunts and instability
Outside but crawling in your skin
The threats display futility

Sticks and stones may break your fists
But names will make them vanish
As someone in blue suit and sunglasses
Makes you cringe and banish
Wake up and drink your coffee
Wake up and use your head

The boss is afraid of you
The boss could be afraid of you

Threats and orders, plastic threats
Boss on the back of a sorry son of a bitch
Capital, people, bastards, bullies
He don't know which is which

There's no time for standing up for what you believe in
You feel he controls your mind (mouth?)
But I don't believe it
Wake up and drink your coffee
Wake up and use your head
Everyone is afraid of you
Everyone could be afraid of you