Lyrics

Hey hey, what can you say You might head out to California Think you got you something to say Who knows, who cares anyway Oh no, don't make a stand You might piss off the government man He might put a pistol in your hand Put you on a boat to go play in the sand Sand castles in the sky Jimmy's gonna play when I die Face first in the mud Don't talk back 'cause he's got a gun Drivin' fast See how long your heart can last Can that gypsy see your past? Save you from the devil's wrath Hell no, I won't go I'm gonna roll bones with the devil you know Take all of his silver and gold Put it in the hands of the poor folk Hey hey, what can you say? Something's squeezin' out your brain Whippin' your ass with a restaurant chain Pumpin' that poison in your vein Tell the blind that they will see They can't afford that pharmacy Cut it down if it don't agree Do you really care what a sick man needs? Down on the ground you freaked out clown Can't be sayin' them things out loud Better off turnin' that smile to a frown Hands on your head till you all calm down Hey hey, what do you say Is everybody scared of the man these days? Scared to be you, scared to be me Scared to believe that you can see People in need, burstin' at the seams Oh no, where do you go? Blisters on your feet with your frozen toes Everybody's tryin' to save your soul Teachin' you things you already know Hey hey, what can you say? The cops will taser all of your brains Can't be sayin' them crazy things Ain't enough money in change these days Corporate money singin' jing a ling Won't you believe in the president's ways? Give your rights away and say hurray Hurray Hey hey, what can say? They pulled the plug on your membrane Back to the streets with dope to blame Puttin' your voice back in its place Hey hey, what can you say? You think that they can change their ways I bet they can if they get paid Prozac will come save the day Hey hey, what can you say? The big man spends your hard earned pay Yellow brick roads have turned to clay Chokin' blue collars to a dollar a day Hey hey, what can you say? Shut your mouth or get in the way Speak your mind or go insane It's a choice that you can make How long can you get along? Do you really need to drop them bombs? Write your words down on a bong Roll that joint and smoke this song
Writer(s): George Ryan Bingham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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