Hey, there's no news
poor man still got the blues
He's walking 'round in worn out shoes
With nothing to lose
Hey, he's on the road
Pushing along his heavy load
Heading for no fixes abode
Shuffling slow
Corporations get the breaks
Keeping almost everything they make
Tell us just how long it's going to take
For it to trickle down
When will it trickle down
Hey, he's on the street
Laying in the snow and sleet
Begging for something to eat
And looking beat
Hey, passers-by
They don't care to catch his eye
Couldn't even tell you why
Or what's happening inside
Corporations get the breaks
Keeping almost everything they make
Tell us just how long it's going to take
For it to trickle down
When will it trickle down
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