Questions

I raise my hand cause I've got another question Teacher can you tell me Why the cops harass me When I only wanted their protection Why do I have to work for the rest of my life Face to the grind, at a job I never liked Who created this convention? [Chorus:] Take it all back, turn it around The medium is the message And it's more than just Sound Take it all back, turn it around I raise my hand 'cause I'm still confused Never understood why we still make use Of a system that's founded upon greed You can explain away but I can't believe I'll never agree with the way that you see 'Cause its leaving people sleeping in the streets [Chorus:] Winds of charge are blowing Harder than you've ever seen before They're pushing and they're pulling Straight to the company door It's like a blank page under white light The contrast is so high, it's like day versus night It's so easy to follow when it's all so clear Outline is set and the deadline is here [Chorus:]