Can
I get a light?
Man,
you been sendin' me
To
the store for your Dunhills
Since
I was a cub-scout,
Now
you won't even let me
Light
one on stage.
Can
I get a drink?
Hey,
you couldn't live with the shame
If
you didn't tip your waitress,
But
all I ever get from you
Is
advice.
Can
I crash on your floor?
Here's
a little secret: I been working all month,
But
I didn't get paid for that either,
And
you know how landlords are.
By
the way, we're all on camera.
The
perpetrators will be identified,
The
courtrooms and jails will be visited,
The
lawyers will get their retainers,
The
papers will get their story
While
the victim's insurance gets adjusted.
Another
soldier's casket came home yesterday,
But
the House can't decide what to do with the flag,
And
the family will cry, and the rebels will smile,
And
we only suppress the news so we notice it more:
That
our son got blown to bits to solidify our debate.
So
I called up my doctor, but his office is closed.
They're
gonna build another condo
Another
condo, another condo
It's
an investment in the future
In
the future, our future
We'll
be paying your mortgage
While
you're trapped in your Laz-y-Boy
With
your liquid meal replacements
And
pills - all hail
The
autonomous pharmacist!
But
I'll be long gone, Do what you want
With
the flag, Because I was born here
But
I don't know you, I don't speak your language,
You've
got nothing for me, and I've got nothing left for you,
I
was your neighbors son, I sang this land is our land,
And
God save the Queen, when schools still had teachers,
And
kids played in the parks.
Go
ahead and challenge your Charter of Rights.
I've
seen your virtue, your honor,
Your
opportunity, your justice,
Your
freedom, your equality,
Your
piety, your sportsmanship
And
I sang the song about my bills
And
I paid the service-charge
for
your rubber check.