I stand still and I see the country in a pickle
They talk of wars and strife and strains
It feels absurd, all this pain
Up in flames and down the drain

I struggle for daily bread
Forget about the butter now
Where are my volatile elected friends?

I am orphaned
Well I'm the highjacked and the alien
I am the deserted subject
So I'm the highjacked and the outcast
I am the cheated subject
I'm choking on my angry tears
I stand still and no one hears
Don't blame it on me I'm disowned

I'm the stripped fellow I am dethroned
Well I'm the highjacked and the alien
I am the deserted subject
So I'm the highjacked and the outcast
I am the cheated subject