Is that all you people do?
Sit around and sing the blues.
Is that all you people know?
Tell the folks where to go.
Is it just that you're so high,
you feel you don't have to try?
With your hometown in your mirror,
drivin' and a drinkin' beer
There's a bad moon risin'
Forget about that mansion in your will
He's wobbly and the pills
He's somber and not paying for his sins
Soon, he'll shake St. Fish's hand
Cadillac, Elvis is your man
I'm sick and tired of wak
Don't tell me about the hard times,
or your friends in Vietnam
Or the people that you've hired,
cause I don't give a damn
I'd rather we built bridges,
or dams to hold the floods
And the rivers of our memory,
Opposites attract, I hear,
you must have lost your heart
Forget about that mansion in your will
Sufferin', not payin' for his sins
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