Why is that skunk always picking on me
The rain is in the dark, he's so unfree
Why is this punk on the street
The youth is in his veins, trick or treat
Why is this skunk making that noise
Frustration of success and he destroys
Why does the manager never share
He's fighting all day, his moral: air
And you don't see them as enemy
They're the ones who pay a fee
They're the ones without a home
Going through changes on their own
And you don't see them as an enemy
They're the ones who pay a fee
They're the ones tethered in work
Continuously humbugged with a smirk
Why is that skunk always picking on me
The rain is in the dark, he's so unfree
Why is this punk on the street
The youth is in his veins, trick or treat
Why is this skunk making that noise
Frustration of success and he destroys
Why does the manager never share
He's fighting all day, his moral: air
And you can see them being victims inside
They're the ones who need to take a stride
They're the ones with lack of hope
Waking through nights and down the slope
And you can see them being victims inside
They're the ones who never tried
Become a person, an ideal
Static character, a soul so real
Orange Incident - The Punk on the Street Lyrics
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Why is that skunk always picking on me
The rain is in the dark, he's so unfree
Why is this punk on the street
The youth is in his veins, trick or treat
Why is this skunk making that noise
Frustration of success and he destroys
Why does the manager never share
He's fighting all day, his moral: air
And you don't see them as enemy
They're the ones who pay a fee
They're the ones without a home
Going through changes on their own
And you don't see them as an enemy
They're the ones who pay a fee
They're the ones tethered in work
Continuously humbugged with a smirk
Why is that skunk always picking on me
The rain is in the dark, he's so unfree
Why is this punk on the street
The youth is in his veins, trick or treat
Why is this skunk making that noise
Frustration of success and he destroys
Why does the manager never share
He's fighting all day, his moral: air
And you can see them being victims inside
They're the ones who need to take a stride
They're the ones with lack of hope
Waking through nights and down the slope
And you can see them being victims inside
They're the ones who never tried
Become a person, an ideal
Static character, a soul so real
The rain is in the dark, he's so unfree
Why is this punk on the street
The youth is in his veins, trick or treat
Why is this skunk making that noise
Frustration of success and he destroys
Why does the manager never share
He's fighting all day, his moral: air
And you don't see them as enemy
They're the ones who pay a fee
They're the ones without a home
Going through changes on their own
And you don't see them as an enemy
They're the ones who pay a fee
They're the ones tethered in work
Continuously humbugged with a smirk
Why is that skunk always picking on me
The rain is in the dark, he's so unfree
Why is this punk on the street
The youth is in his veins, trick or treat
Why is this skunk making that noise
Frustration of success and he destroys
Why does the manager never share
He's fighting all day, his moral: air
And you can see them being victims inside
They're the ones who need to take a stride
They're the ones with lack of hope
Waking through nights and down the slope
And you can see them being victims inside
They're the ones who never tried
Become a person, an ideal
Static character, a soul so real
Writer: Dr. Magicx
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