Johnny Hates The Homeless

Johnny's down the rabbit hole

He's got a flag pole

He flies his flag high

Johnny don't care for any less than the best

But his daughter got married in a

Twelve dollar dress

Johnny's got religion

He's a capitalist, and

Johnny hates the homeless

Johnny wants these hobos out of the street

Keep them out in the heat

Don't want them on the beach

The encampment's an eyesore

Don't let them in our stores

But don't let them shit outside

He made it to the middle all by himself

No help. He built this

Johnny hates the homeless

I don't want to sound heartless

But they're all lazy junkie socialists

And I'll be damned if I'll give up what's mine

I don't want my taxes to alleviate this welfare state

There but for the grace of God go I

Get a fucking job

Johnny doesn't blame the inequities

Of society for rampant poverty

Johnny ain't no anarchist

He's knows a leg up would be communist

Johnny won't believe it could be him someday

He'll pay for the spikes where the weary lay

A penny saved is a penny invested

This town is infested

Johnny hates the homeless