Andy Prieboy
Andy Prieboy
Andy Prieboy
Andy Prieboy
Andy Prieboy
Andy Prieboy
Andy Prieboy
Andy Prieboy
Andy Prieboy
Andy Prieboy
Andy Prieboy
Andy Prieboy
Andy Prieboy
Hey, look at Caesar living an easy dream
He makes the promise we'll all be on Easy Street
There's people out here saying:
"Who you kidding brother?
We're living in boxes
Sleeping in our cars for cover"
He says he'll give you a break for all of your hard times
Shiny new nickels for your sour old dimes
Look upon his work, you dogs
And cry
'Cos its tough talk, man talk
He draws a hard line and says
"You! and you!"
He says
"You, I think you better come too!"
Oh give me that talk!
Talk!
Give me that man talk!
Talk! talk!
Give me that man talk!
Caesar is going to have a good time
"All aboard, all aboard the party line!"
He knows the streets are bad (he's got an automatic)
He ain't afraid
He's got his goons and he says
"You! You!"
He says
"You, I think you better come too!"
The Age of Reason, The New Deal
The Age of Space, The Age of Steel
What's in the pot?
Oh look at me
Caesar, man what do I got?
Let him by and let him pass!
Give him air and give him...
Oh, look upon his works you dogs and despair