On The Backs of Others

(Final Draft to the Lyrics of the Opening Song of the Concert for DC....ok, maybe not the opening song)

On the Backs of Others

In every country of the world,
It's always boom and bust.
Except the cap'tal cities cuz,
They hold our bonds in trust.

In Them we Trust and Liberty
Because we have no choice,
And if we don't what good is it
Since they speak with our voice?

And with our gold they pave our roads
And give us daily bread.
But we who have no gold to spare
Must we put in our share for them to spread?
On the Backs of Others.


But if our share is in Detroit
And Cincinnati too,
How come we can't see where it goes,
Or how it comes to you?

Will it be taken to a place,
Where char'ty goes to die?
And if it does will we know then
That politicians lie?

Cuz if they don't then we excuse
Th'excesses of the job.
When people smile as they stab,
Remember they climbed up the angry mob.
On the Backs of Others.


They're just like you and me, no doubt
They cook ther'own Sauce Bearnaise,
And caviar and de Foie Gras,
Since duck's a food you braise.

And if they say they're not like us
We'll run the dead-beats out,
Cuz we don't like no elite bums
gone tell us what to doubt.

Cuz if we doubt then we will know
That we must then feel shame,
And with such shame we must cast off
the burden that the White Man brought to fame.
On the Backs of Others.


So fat cats get the greenbacks in
Their pockets deep and wide
While children starve and poor men curse
what all good men abide.

For all good men and women too
take note what they observe.
And yet they never see we get
The leaders we deserve.

And when those leaders then exude
An unmistake'ble whiff,
We put the clothespin on our nose
Close eyes and let them lead us off a cliff.
On the backs of others.