Lyrics:

Fz--Lead Guitar &amp Vocals
ray Collins--Vocals, Tambourine
jim Black--Drums
roy Estrada--Bass
elliot Ingber--Guitar
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eugene Di Novi--Piano
gene Estes--Percussion
neil Le Vang--Guitar

mister America
walk On By
your Schools That Do Not Teach
mister America
walk On By
the Minds That Wont Be Reached
mister America
try To Hide
the Emptiness Thats You Inside
when Once You Find That The Way You Lied
and All The Corny Tricks You Tried
will Not Forestall The Rising Tide Of
hungry Freaks, Daddy . . .

they Wont Go
for No More
great Mid-Western Hardware Store
philosophy That Turns Away
from Those Who Arent Afraid To Say
whats On Their Minds
(The Left-Behinds Of The Great Society)

hungry Freaks, Daddy . . .

mister America
walk On By
your Supermarket Dream
mister America
walk On By
the Liquor Store Supreme
mister America
try To Hide
the Product Of Your Savage Pride
the Useful Minds That It Denied
the Day You Shrugged And Stepped Aside
you Saw Their Clothes And Then You Cried
those Hungry Freaks, Daddy!

they Wont Go
for No More
great Mid-Western Hardware Store
philosophy That Turns Away
from Those Who Arent Afraid To Say
whats On Their Minds
(The Left-Behinds Of The Great Society)