All this noise of rock and roll

Feels a lot like we're ready to fold

Feels a lot like we've lost the goal

Lost our minds and lost the soul of a nation

A couple lost generations

We're the ones lost and losing patience

I'm still looking for a correlation

Between what to say and how you roll

Spit it out

Yeah, spit it out

Say it like you mean it

Say it like you mean it

Say it like you mean it

But I still don't believe it

Oh my soul, wonder where'd you go?

It never did feel like my control

I never could fit in microphones

I never could fit in stop and stand ovations

Give me the songs of the nation

Cause it feels like law lacks motivation

See, I'm still looking for a correlation

Between what you say and how you roll

Spit it out

Like you mean it

Spit it out

You say it like you mean it

But I still don't believe it