Dear Mister President
Please read this letter I have sent
You know it isn't my intent
To pay you idle compliment
I know you're gentle and you're kind
I know you probably don't have time
But take a minute and you'll find
Exactly what is on my mind
You led us bravely through the war
But now the country's getting pour
So tell me George just what's the score
'Cause I can't take it anymore

There's a new day coming
There's a new drummer drumming
And the dumb keep humming
And the bums keep bumming
While the rich man's slumming
With his pretty-legged woman

I lost my job, can't pay my bills
I'm almost down to my last meal
It almost drives a man to steal
So can you tell me what's the deal
There's pain and suffering everywhere
And everyone has their fair share
The government don't seem to care
I'm telling you, it just ain't fair
We're sending aid to foreign lands
I guess it's someone's master plan
We're sitting here with empty hands
While everything's made in Japan

There's a new day coming
There's a new drummer drumming
And the dumb keep humming
And the bums keep bumming
While the rich man's slumming
With his pretty-legged woman

The younger folks are in neglect
The older folks get no respect
It's crack and crime and break a neck
So tell me George, now what the heck
The cities are all in decay
The killer aids is on the pray
The ozone layers blown away
I'm feeling pretty hot today

There's a new day coming
There's a new drummer drumming
And the dumb keep humming
And the bums keep bumming
While the rich man's slumming
With his pretty-legged woman