The System

I refuse to be the system's accomplice.
I say, write, and think too much,
Then the Secret Service comes with questions and such.
White, blue-eyes, and blond hair, and I'm on your list?
I stand for those oppressed by the system,
So you should know why I'm pissed.
Label me an enemy of the state,
Or a misplaced radical,
And I'll tell you one thing -
This voice will never go on sabbatical.