Lyrics Arrested Development

Arrested Development

Mr. Wendal

Here have a dollar

In fact now brotherman, here have two

Two dollars means a snack for me

But it means a big deal to you

Be strong, serve God only

Know that if you do, beautiful Heaven awaits

That's the poem I wrote for the first time

I saw a man with no clothes, no money, no plate

Mr. Wendal, that's his name

No one ever knew his name 'cuz he's a no one

Never thought twice about spending on an old bum

Until I had the chance to really get to know one

Now that I know 'em, to give him money isn't charity

He gives me some knowledge, I buy him some shoes

And to think blacks spend all their money on big colleges

Still most of you come out confused

Go ahead Mr. Wendal

Go ahead Mr. Wendal

Mr. Wendal has freedom

A free that you and I think he's dumb

Free to be without the worries of a quick to diss society

For Mr. Wendal's a bum

His only worries are sickness and occasional harassment

By the police and their chase

Uncivilized we call him but I just saw him

Eat off the food we waste

Civilization, are we really civilized?

Yes or no, who are we to judge

When thousands of innocent man could be brutally enslaved

And killed over a racist grudge

Mr. Wendal has tried to warn us about our ways

But we don't hear him talk

It's not his fault when we're goin' too far and we got too far

'Cuz on him we walk

Mr. Wendal, a man, a human in flesh but not by law

I feed you dignity to stand with pride

Realize now that all in all we stand tall

Go ahead Mr. Wendal

Mr. Wendal

Mr. Wendal

Mr. Wendal

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