Power to the Powerless.

And by that I mean power to the unattractive and the lonely. Here is our song about power imbalance. It's got a powerful chorus. It uses power chords...



Lyrics

 Just because you're good looking
It don't mean that I am looking
Just because I am nobody
Don't mean that I am nothing

We've all had our share of bruises
No one wants to be a loser
We're so sad
At your scene
It aint our bag
Aint our thing

Putting me down don't make you any bigger
People always need a nigger
Make me small don't make you tall
I'm picking up what you're putting down

We've all had our share of bruises
No one wants to be a loser
We're so sad
At your scene
It aint our bag
Aint our thing

Just because you are strong
That don't make me wrong
Just because you are the best
It don't mean I am any less

We've all had our share of bruises
No one wants to be a loser
We're so sad
At your scene
It aint our bag
Aint our thing

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