[Intro]
I want only Dave Dictor, Erica Liss, Jello Biafra, Chris Wilder, and Al Schvitz
At Window O
[Verse 1]
The line at the welfare line is way outta line
(Yeah, it's way outta line)
All the folks in the street, in the cold, in the heat, it's a crime
(Yeah, you know it's a crime)
Looking like a line of mourners
Stretching down the block and around the corner
The line at the welfare line is way outta line
[Verse 2]
They say cutting AFDC isn't too rash
(No, it's not too rash)
All them welfare moms getting fat on all that cash
(Getting fat on all that cash)
Well, I heard a welfare mother's son
Say, "When I grow up, I'm gonna get me a gun
And I'm off to Sacramento in a flash"
[Verse 3]
Now the folks who used to call us "welfare bums"
(Hey man, get a job)
Now are in that line mooching cigarettes and sniffing for crumbs
(That's a good fucking snob)
And as sure as the sky is blue
Sooner or later it's gonna be me or you
What comes around is familiar when it comes
[Verse 4]
Now the poorest folks I know, just to eat
Have to short the landlord and not pay the heat
For the crime of being poor
They get a three-day notice and the sheriff at the door
The line at the welfare line is way outta line
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 5]
Well, the line at the welfare line is way outta line
For a meal or a taste, or a bite, it's a waste of time
For the want of cash to borrow
They'll tell you, "Sorry boy, come back tomorrow"
A game designed to drive you out of your mind
[Verse 1]
Oh, the line at the welfare line is way outta line
All the folks in the street, in the cold, in the heat, it's a crime
Looking like a line of mourners
Stretching down the block and around the corner
The line at the welfare line
The line, like the rate of crime
Oh, the line, like a creeping vine
Yes, the line at the welfare line
Is way out of line
[Outro]
Okay, Mr. Schmitz, back here tomorrow at 1:30