Listen I think I could be dreaming The linecrossers cross The schemers scheming I should forget about it There's a monkey on my back rack The humble and the poor keep breathing Walk between the raindrops if you can Lord, tell me what kind of man Makes this plan I don't understand such a grand scam Science I think I should be leaving Shine, baby, shine Free that free thing And keep your long hair in place The wind is going to roll The hungry and the poor are reeling