When your heart is heavy,
when the night has been too long,
when every road you choose
When you're cold and lonely,
when your rope is at its en d,
when darkness clouds the skies,
and tears fill your eyes,
when you just need a friend,
And if I've kept you down
Or trampled all your hopes and dreams
Well, that's the way it goes
In heaven there's no hate or war
In heaven no one's hungry or poor
But we're on earth, and here on earth
It's every man for himself
When you're a black Chicano
Jewish, lesbian folk singer.
And this morning, when you woke up,
You're shoulder deep in shit,
and you just want to quit.
I know how you can get a handgun
without the usual background check.
to build a wall around my property
It's just cause I'm tough on crime
In heaven there's no fear or need
In heaven no one's rabid with greed
In heaven you'll get laid,
But we're on earth, and here on earth
It's every man for himself
So where's your national pride,
where's your national I .D. card?
And even as we send the American liberal
to the great society in the sky,
when he'll be joined by his friend,
the literate and the tolerant,
when all the frivolous arts and sciences
of publicly funded putting greens.
The government at the people,
and in spite of the people,
but that certain people shall.
And until then, my friends,
it's every man for himself,
self, self, self, self, self.
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