Из альбома: Working Man's Café
Why is it difficult to get things done
In the age of computers and communication
The powers that be say they can't keep a hold
Of a world that is escalating out of control
Out on the street there's a war going on
And everything's going wild
But a bureaucrat says we've lost your file
So we'll put you on hold for a while
Hey man, call the D.A., call the National Guard, call the president
Call anyone in the land of the free
'Cos they ain't gonna listen to me
Call the P.D., the emergency 'vacuation
The Dalai Lama, Kofi Annan
And they ain't gonna listen to me
The voice on the 'phone says we'll get right back
But they say all the computers are down
And the chief prosecutor had to go out of town
No one listen, nobody listens, no one listens to me
Now we've got you in the system
Somebody's gonna get back to you
Then in a few more years we'll give your case a review
No one listen, nobody listens, they ain't gonna listen to me
Hey man, call the Government
Write to City Hall, United Nations
Tell the preacher at the missionary
'Cos they ain't gonna listen to me
Blame the hurricane, blame the drug trade, the economy
Blame the ghettos in the land of the free
'Cos they ain't gonna listen to me
They ain't gonna listen to me
Everybody knows it's a cryin' shame
How the little guy gets kicked around
Everybody I talk to agrees that if you wanna get heard it's connections that count.
I was minding my business when a bad situation occurred, shock, horror and fear
Now the outcome is still unclear
Hey man, I am the innocent party here
They ain't gonna listen to me
Tell the National Guard
Tell the talk show on the TV
Tell the winos in the old man bar
'Cos they ain't gonna listen to me
Now I'm stuck here in their system
They ain't gonna listen, nobody listens,
They ain't gonna listen to me