If a Homeless man, Typical Rich College Freshman and a Revolutionary co wrote a song; I believe it would go something like this:

Verse 1
Down to my last dollar, walking the streets alone,
I can't believe I have Comp1, Monday's with Dr. Sloan,
Down with this system, down with the man,
Park my Range Rover, sleep by the garbage can

Chrous
I awake in a box, refrigerator I believe,
We're all pigs to the system, oink if you please,
The Kappa Delta's are throwing a party,
It's BYOB!!!!!!

Verse 2
It was monday I believe, when I had a hot meal.
I have gained 15 pounds, living in the dorms is soooo real,
Down with the system, the privledged will pay,
Gonna skip Sociology, a cardboard box I lay,

Chrous
I awake in a box, refrigerator I believe,
We're all pigs to the system, oink if you please,
The Kappa Delta's are throwing a party,
It's BYOB!!!!!!

Bridge
I never knew L.L. Bean had a store over here,
You upper class pig, you'll soon be at the rear.
I think someone stole my shopping cart.

Chrous
I awake in a box, refrigerator I believe,
We're all pigs to the system, oink if you please,
The Kappa Delta's are throwing a party,
It's BYOB!!!!!!