They're upsettin' us, telling lies Even some teachers with those envy eyes Most of them don't believe in Christ They just wanna see you, wanna see you cry They only care about pieces of land It is too much! I can't understand? Chorus: Sad, but true! It's that what happens when you live in a small town There is always someone who wanna put you down They're trying to stop this fancy fly It's that what happens when you live in a small town What a jealous machine You respect those behind the gate But stepped on us, tell me! Where's your faith I hate your empty brain and your expensive shoes You'll see us playing in Sant Louis Don't you believe in that poetic dream? Ahh!, you gonna ask for me to scream… Chorus Black banners are shakin' your mind Folks of this land, don't be so blind No one is here to judge your life