Lyrics in Progress

This was a tough one. As easy it is to write for Blues Rock as hard is it writing text to fit a precisely composed melody. I had put down the meter like this:
X - - X - - X
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X - - X

X - - X - - X
- X
X - X -

X - - - X
- X -
X - - - X
- X -

X - - - X
- X -
X - - - X

Chorus (which I had completed at an early stage)

X - - - X
- X -
X - - - X
- X -

X - - - X
- X -
X - - - X

Chorus


And this is the text:

you were born into a world
of riches
under the sun

into the care of loving
parents
mum's favourite one

at school you found things
got different
feelin' like a misfit
and left out
why should you be trea-
ted so mean
why should they do you down

Chorus:
this is the land of the ignorant
here you can choke on their chatter and
you'll find them all quite intolerant
welcome to hell


you are working hard
tryin' to
do a good job and
do things right
you're tryin' to be in-
conspicious,
friendly, and polite

how come you are not
promoted
you're ignored and you're
passed over
why are they making
fun of you
makin' you feel lower

There are extra syllables like at "why should they do you down". I checked it against the music: it can be done easily.

Notes I had taken while working on the text (so you can see how I tick and which track I was on):
rough up
beat up
neglect
misfit
scapegoat

you're tryin' to remain inconspicuous
and lead a decent life / keep a low profile
you're always kind and not malicious,
you'd never look for strifes
you could be hardly called ambitious