Just like you

Under the bridge where we used to live

Passes a bag lady with her needles & pins

The dirt on her face and clothes Oh oh 

Where is she going- no one knows mmhm

Under the tree with the flowers there has

To be a million stares- yeah

The lady pushing her cart of clothes 

And billions for oil- all the tormoil

And her ratted hair yeah

Nobody really cares

What will happen to her

Why do they stop and stare

All the stars and the stripes

And a handsome lone soldier

Meets at the end of the tunnel

With a bag of food and a little liquor

So off from there they go into 

The alley and have dinner ooooh

Something but different but just like you 

But you sit there talking with your foot

In your mouth and stare

Why when have you taken a harder road

When have you had to take a risk

When have you dared to live

When has your existence 

Wasn't easy for you to give back

And forth and have pennies to live on

And certainly a Megatron 

You can't trade for your name and credit

So why don't you shut your mouth

But all you'll do is look the other way