Movement For the Common Man

Children of the land

Don't wear a frown upon your face

Come on and join your hands

We're all a part of the human race

The music is here

To let you leave your fears behind

Come on along don't do me wrong

Let's see what you might find

Children of the land

Children of the land

Don't misunderstand

We're all children of the land

Don't trust anyone else

To run your life and set your goals

You've gotta be able to live with yourself

When you are getting old

Others are getting blamed

For messing your life around

It's your own fault if you complain

For letting it get you down

Children of the land

Children of the land

Don't misunderstand

We're all children of the land

Children - come on children now

Children - yeah

Children - I said children yeah

Children - come on children now

Children - of the land

Children - of the land

Children - I said of the land

Well, you see now

I'm a depression baby

And I remember the wpa

If we could just start the same thing again and get people working out there, why not?

Is it too menial for somebody to sweep the street?

And if you've got enough money where you don't have to work

Let's face it, who wants to work?

There's no reason why anybody that five generations of people got to be on welfare

I had one gentlemen get in ---

No offense to you gentlemen, he had long hair and a beard --

And I told him, he had better go home and take a bath;

He had b.o. so bad, it was terrible

I said "you might be educated, but did your parents tell you to go dirty? "

See the latest issue

Hard up, see

Chicago scene

Kids nowadays, that's the whole thing

Too much money, they've got too much money

They don't have to struggle and work for things

Like when I was growing up had to do

And I was lucky if I got that job delivering hats in a hat store

For twenty-five cents per hat

Too much money today is with the young kids

Everything was handed to 'em,

And that's why they are the way they are

Another new day takes up on you

A fanfare wakes the land

The naked lives just a shining down

At the dawn of the common man

Outside in the madding crowd

He laughs along the way

Traffic city, what a pity

It doesn't have a word to say

Troubled people, billions of people

They can't seem to understand

The ringing ears are unable to hear

The sounds of the natural plan

Yeah yeah yeah

Morning sunshine

On carpets of green

Cascades of water

Are flowing endlessly

Here in the morning light

We spent a holiday

Here in the morning

At mother nature's matinee

Here in the morning

At mother nature's matinee

Here in the morning

At mother nature's matinee