In this land of plenty, I have a homenI have a name, I have a placenConfuse me with your communicationnIf you bury your head you'll get lost in the past.nnTHERE IS SOME CONFUSION,nWIPE THE DUST FROM MY EYES.nBUT DON'T CALL ME INNOCENT.nnIn the homes of millions, some of us winnSome of us lose and some of us just survivenConfuse me with your educationnI wasn 't the first and I won't be the last.nnBUT DON'T CALL ME INNOCENT.nnIn these streets I saw faces, some of them proudnAnd some of them still surprisednConfuse me with your contradictionsnI just want to hold it, but it moves too fast.nnTHERE IS SOME CONFUSION,nWIPE THE DUST FROM MY EYES.nBUT DON'T CALL ME INNOCENT