Punish the People
© 1998 Watunes (BMI)
(From Comic Sutra - Live at Luna Park)
Business is good and my sex life is good
And my backhand is sure to improve
Things have been good in the whole neighborhood
Since we forced the homeless shelter to move
Driving around feeling full of good will
A song in my heart and a bum on my grill, I say
Punish the people, punish the people, punish the people,
Who sleep in the rain, who stand around and mutter
Who clog up the drain, and clutter up your gutter, yeah
Suzie could not keep the job that we got her
So we cut her ration of gruel
Jimmy was jailed 'cause the school system failed him
So we built a shiny new juvenile facility
Grandpa is droolin' and losin' his keys
We cut his safety net and greased the trapeze, I say
Punish the people, punish the people, punish the people,
Who've lost all control, whose fortune never panned out
Who live on the dole, who stand out with their hand out, yeah
'Cause people of unfortunate birth
Are gonna be rewarded somehow
Remember the meek shall inherit the earth
So take advantage of them now
Why are we feeding the hungry
When we could be building some really neat planes
Why do we shelter the homeless
Ah hell, I say, shelter the capital gains
I feel like makin' a million today
Hey, welfare motherF*cker, out of my way, I say
Punish the people, punish the people, punish the people,
Who squat in your yard, whose odor makes you queasy
Who make it so hard, so hard to have it easy, yeah