Crazy thing about the current situation
Well, people read of bankers stealing
With the runaway inflation
And all the union men are striking
You can hear their voices holler
"Oh, well, you'll get your ten or twenty
But your work ain't worth a dollar"

Can you hear them groan
Hear them bitch and moan
See them near and far
No matter who they are
They'll never get too far
Never get too far
Never get there
No, no

I had a fight with my old lady
She say violence isn't proper
Oh, well, she told me she was leaving
There was no way I could stop her
Now I don't got nobody
Do my washing, do my cooking
Well, I'm a hard-working man
I ain't got time to be good-looking
Hey!

Well, what's the entry fee
In this high society
What you gonna do
When it all depends on you
Good luck, baby!

Well, I'm training for the war
I can see the war is coming
Oh, I don't know if I'll be called
I know I won't be running
And all the leaders of the nation
Will be on the phone a-crying
But they don't know me when I fight
And they won't help me when I'm dying

Can you hear them groan
Hear them bitch and moan
No matter who they are
They'll never get too far, no

Can you hear them groan
Hear them bitch and moan
No matter who they are
They'll never get too far

Get too far
Whoa, get too far
Get too far
No, no, no, no, get too far
Whoa-whoa-whoa-oh-whoa
Whoa-oh-oh-whoa

I can see the war a-coming
But I know I won't be running
'Cause I'll never get too far
Oh, the union may be crying
They'll be cheating, they'll be lying
But they'll never get too far
All the leaders of the nation
Turn their backs on this inflation
But they'll never get too far

Oh-whoa-whoa-oh-whoa
Whoa-oh-whoa