I don't have to tell you things are bad Everybody knows It's a depression Everybody's out of work or scared losing their job The dollar buys nickel's worth Banks going bust shopkeepers keep gun under the counter Punks running wild in street And there's nobody anywhere who seems know what do no end it We — worse than They're crazy like everything everywhere is Going crazy so we go anymore sit house slowly world living getting smaller all say is: Please At least leave us alone our rooms about and inflation Russians crime All that first you've got get mad You've say: I'm human being goddamnit my life has value!