What About Me?

You poisoned my sweet water

You cut down my green trees

The food you fed my children

Was the cause of their disease

My world is slowly fallin' down

And the airs not good to breathe

And those of us who care enough

We have to do something

Oh, oh, what you gonna do about me?

Oh, oh, what you gonna do about me?

Your newspapers

They just put you on

They never tell you

The whole story

They just put your

Young ideas down

I was wonderin' could this be the end

Of your pride and glory?

Oh, oh, what you gonna do about me?

Oh, oh, what you gonna do about me?

I work in your factory

I study in your schools

I fill your penitentiaries

And your military too!

And I feel the future trembling

As the word is passed around

If you stand up for what you do believe

Be prepared to be shot down

Oh, oh, what you gonna do about me?

Oh, oh, what you gonna do about me?

And I feel like a stranger

In the land where I was born

And I live like an outlaw

An' I'm always on the run

And I'm always getting busted

And I got to take a stand

I believe the revolution

Must be mighty close at hand

Oh, oh, what you gonna do about me?

Oh, oh, what you gonna do about me?

I smoke marijuana

But I can't get behind your wars

And most of what I do believe

Is against most of your laws

I'm a fugitive from injustice

But I'm goin' to be free

Cause your rules and regulations

They don't do the thing for me

Oh, oh, what you gonna do about me?

Oh, oh, what you gonna do about me?

And I feel like a stranger

In the land where I was born

And I live just like an outlaw

An' I'm always on the run