Mr. America, walk on by
Your schools that do not teach
Mr. America, walk on by
The minds that won't be reached
Mr. America, try to hide
The emptiness that's you inside
But once you find that the way you lied
And all the corny tricks you tried
Will not forestall the rising tide
Of hungry freaks, daddy
They won't go on four no more
Great big Western hardware store
Philosophy that turns away
Those who are not afraid to say
What's on their minds
The left behinds
Of the Great Society
Mr. America, walk on by
Your supermarket dream
Mr. America, walk on by
Your liquor store supreme
Mr. America, try to hide
The product of your savage pride
The useful minds that it denied
The day you shrugged and stepped aside
You saw their clothes and then you cried
"Those hungry freaks, daddy!"
They won't go on four no more
Great big Western hardware store
Philosophy that turns away
Those who are not afraid to say
What's on their minds
The left behinds
Of the Great Society
