Some people must have
Some people have not
But they’ll complain and complain and complain and complain and complain

Some people will work
Some simply will not
But they’ll complain and complain and complain and complain and complain

Like this: It’s society’s fault I don’t have a job
It’s society’s fault I am a slob
I have potential no one can see
Give me welfare Let me be me!

Hey, Bud, you’re livin’ in the Land of the Free
No one’s gonna hand you opportunity!

Some people must have
Some never will
But they’ll complain and complain and complain and complain and complain

I don’t have a house I don’t have a car
I spend all my money getting’ drunk in a bar
I wanna be rich I don’t have a brain
Just give me a handout while I complain

Or this: I wanna stay in bed and watch TV
Go out weekends in a limousine
And dance all night takin’ lots of drugs
And wake up when I wanna

Hey, Bud, you’re livin’ in the Land of the Free
No one’s gonna hand you opportunity!

Some people will learn
Some never do
But they’ll complain and complain and complain and complain and complain
Yeah, they’ll complain and complain and complain and complain and complain