Hey Mister

Hey Mister, You Better Listen Oh Mister, You Better Listen Mama Got to wash the rich folk clothes Just to keep the rich man from throwing us out the doors Papa look for work with the morning sun But tell me, how can you find a job when there just ain't none Hey legislation, If you can fix the nation Why don't you open up your heart and listen to this part A little child ask for bread with tears in his eyes Mama say we ain't got none and then they both cry Don't you hear em I said Don't you hear em Dammit Don't you hear them The World need love I know you admit it What you doin to the poor man, lord knows you oughta quit it How can he love you Tell me how can he smile When back at home there's a hungry little child Hey Legislation why don't you try a new route Listen to the people and hear what they're talking bout The Poor people know that they can't impeach you They just hoping that their cries will reach you Don't you hear em I said Don't you hear em Well then I feel sorry for you if you don't Don't you hear them Many singers before me Have sung this song Trying to remind you to right this wrong But what I'm wondering If you ever understand That rich or poor a man's still a man Hey legislation, when you start to fix the nation Take a real good look at the present administration and then Stand up, wave it goodbye Find someone who can hear the people cry Lord knows you ought to hear them, I ain't lying you better hear them, you better hear them something might go wrong Hey Mister what you gonna do People out here are trying to talk to you You know we need help and we ain't gonna wait No don't talk, get to doin before it's too late Foreign aid is well and good But why don't you give some of that money to the neighborhood Can't keep living down here in mud And I know you're sick and tired of looking at blood Oh Mister, you better listen, Oh Mister, you better listen --- Hey Mister - The Band Of Heathens