Dear Mister President

Dear Mister President

Please read this letter I have sent

You know it isn't my intent

To pay you idle compliment

I know you're gentle and you're kind

I know you probably don't have time

But take a minute and you'll find

Exactly what is on my mind

You led us bravely through the war

But now the country's getting pour

So tell me George just what's the score

'Cause I can't take it anymore

There's a new day coming

There's a new drummer drumming

And the dumb keep humming

And the bums keep bumming

While the rich man's slumming

With his pretty-legged woman

I lost my job, can't pay my bills

I'm almost down to my last meal

It almost drives a man to steal

So can you tell me what's the deal

There's pain and suffering everywhere

And everyone has their fair share

The government don't seem to care

I'm telling you, it just ain't fair

We're sending aid to foreign lands

I guess it's someone's master plan

We're sitting here with empty hands

While everything's made in Japan

There's a new day coming

There's a new drummer drumming

And the dumb keep humming

And the bums keep bumming

While the rich man's slumming

With his pretty-legged woman

The younger folks are in neglect

The older folks get no respect

It's crack and crime and break a neck

So tell me George, now what the heck

The cities are all in decay

The killer aids is on the pray

The ozone layers blown away

I'm feeling pretty hot today

There's a new day coming

There's a new drummer drumming

And the dumb keep humming

And the bums keep bumming

While the rich man's slumming

With his pretty-legged woman