The Working Class

Men and women, just like everyone else No! Not just like everyone else Men and women, supporting all of us Each and every, one of us! Without them, civilization falls But who are these people? These are the people The men and women Who walk these streets These halls Who are disgraced! The men and women Who hold this country No! This planet together Called hicks, rednecks, idiots Who can't proudly announce Hey! I'm part of the FFA! Or yeah! I'm a farmer or vet Or florist, greenhouse manager, researcher Why is it so terrible To want to be someone who Affects the world? Someone who brings food to the table For billions of people Someone who makes it possible For you to go buy those Shirts, pants, furs, and blankets That you take advantage of Who are you to complain of Fabric quality or synthetic fur? Never to have skinned or tanned a rabbits hide Or plowed, fertilized, sprayed, harvested Acres upon acres of cotton To get your soft, warm, Aeropostle shirts So while you're out Trying to become a rockstar A celebrity, or athlete Just remember Those people making life survivable Who you were too cool to Hang out with in high school Or even think of when you Chow down on your favorite meal Or when you slip on your Favorite outfit Making life livable For you and everyone else.