Tom Flannery In My Next Life I'm Coming Back As An Economist
I met an economist the other daysaid things were
looking good
I asked him how he got his job
in this neck of the woods
he said he'll always have one
recessions are too much fun
gotta carry a gun
to keep the unemployed away
He likes charts and likes graphs
and doing lunch with analysts
I told him 'hey Mr. Economy man
there's something you have missed
if you'd roll your windows down
and drive through my side of town
where the sky is grey and the grass is brown
pucker up for a kiss'
chorus:
in my next life I'm coming back as an economist
watch the world go by in ignorant bliss
where a pie chart can bring ecstasy
and wall street is the land of the free
I've been out of work for so long
you don't count me anymore
I used to wear a coat and a tie
now I sleep on the shelter floor
unemployment has a lid
it's gone just like my wife and kid
what I was told to do I did
betrayed to the core
chorus
my daddy died on foreign soil
being all that he could be
and now his son has got to look for cops
before he takes a pee
the streets they got no soul
they round us up like cattle o
that cold wind always blows
take a good look at me
chorus
they say the economy is picking up
I read it in the news
we share a newspaper under this bridge
read it on borrowed church pews
sure makes us feel good
dinner and dancing if we could
find my wife if she would
maybe a nice Carnival cruise
the kind you get sick on
