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