Generica

My land is wide
 My skies are blue
 My goals are high
 My mark is you
 My hands are red
 My legs are long
 My word is spread
 Be it right or wrong
 Good luck getting me to commit
 My a.k.a. is hypocrite
 Rather be bullying the underfed
 And treat you like you got a hole in your head
 I go...
 Right round pushing out the riff raff
 No matter where it came from
 Never mind the wisdom
 Only see it my way
 Take it or the highway
 Welcome to the land of Generica
 My grass is green
 My bonds are junk
 My truth looks sheen
 My soul's in a funk
 My eyes are blind
 My talk is cheap
 My heart is fickle
 My tax is steep
 Try my McNuggets and a side of fries
 Just might kill you off but never-mind
 Call my doctor to set up a time
 Two hundred grand oughta do just fine
 I go...
 Right round pushing out the riff raff
 No matter where it came from
 Never mind the wisdom
 You only have two choices
 Guest list or black list
 Welcome to the land of Generica
 Don't go thinking outside of the box
 Might have to kick you right in the crotch
 Stick with me Mr. Stereotype
 You know it man, I'll keep you up on the hype
 I go...
 Right round imposing my creation
 Mass produce it for you
 Everything looks brand new
 Put it all on credit
 A hundred years to pay it
 Force you to agree
 While your smiling at me
 Whoopee!
 I go...
 Right round pushing out the riff raff
 No matter where it came from
 Never mind the wisdom
 Only see it my way
 Take it or the highway
 Welcome to the land of Generica, Generica