THIS CITY’S WONDERFUL,
IF YOU HAVE DOUGH
The Adam Smith Waltz
by Peter Belman Agnos
This city’s wonderful if you have dough;
But if you don’t— it’s no, no, no, no;
Yes, this city’s wonderful if you have dough;
But if you don’t— it’s no, no, no, no!
- In this great, rich city everyone’s free;
both bankers and bums can sleep under a tree.
And when the boss says “bye, bye!,” it’s tough on the guy
who fell into debt during “prosperity”.
- Wage earners are still free to gaze at the moon,
but Congress may slap a new tax on that soon
to raise money for the next Viet Nam war,
to free Baghdad City… and leave it in ruin.
- The Pentagon wastes three-trillion on bombs,
planes, submarines, and non-working alarms:
While Congress acts blind, and says it can’t find
cash for our schools, our parks, and small farms.
- In this richest of cities the homeless abound.
Bankers step over folks sprawled on the ground.
Congress saves the day by raising its pay,
declaring the “market” is wondrously sound.
- There’s a law for big guy, and a law for the small.
They jail a kid who take a flower from the mall,
While they give medals to the millionaire who
is stealing the park malls away from us all.
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