On a day that mountains have fallen to foe
In a land where boys are forbidden to grow
And metal is the only master
E Esus E Esus
And buildings are bent from great earthquakes
Statesmen crawl on their bellies like snakes
And feed off the public hunger
Esus E
Papa stands on the corner he wants to beat the drum
A E Esus E Esus
And great eagles have fallen from their lofty peaks
And policemen moonlight as sideshow freaks
Before the final crime is committed
E Esus E Esus
And the black man releases his Cadillac fangs
And you're checked out in bad as the landlord bangs
The young girl next door for the rent
Esus E
Papa stands on the corner waiting to beat the drum
A E Esus E Esus
And your legs have been stolen from some defense department crook
And you're starting to think about writing a book
But now you won't pledge allegiance to anything
E Esus E Esus
And a low-cut dress she wore just for your sake
You explain you're not dead, she takes it as a compliment
Sticks out her tongue and asks for requests
Esus E
Papa stands on the corner waiting to beat the drum
E Esus E Esus E Esus
They bribe with a smile and hold you up in the alley at pen point
They ask you to bend over that they may anoint
You with the holy water of your profession
E Esus
And your body takes over when your mind gives in
And your lady lover demands that you pin her to the floor
But it's too late, your reflexes are shot
E Esus
Whispers,"Hey, how'd you like to buy a nice bitch?
She's a thirty-eight and I got her loaded in all six"
He keeps talking and you just keep walking
E Esus E Esus
You reach out for love but you get lost in the people
You run through the canyon screaming like an eagle
And you fall face first in the mud
Esus E
Papa stands on the corner watching the parade he wants to beat the drum
E A E Esus E