Dear Mr. Man

There's nothing like The State of The Union to make me want to break out in a song. Thanks to Prince for this one:

What's wrong with the world 2day?
Things just got 2 get better
Sho ain't what the leaders say
Maybe we should write a letter

Dear Mr. Man
We don't understand
Y poor people keep on struggling
And U don't lend a helping hand

Matthew 5:5 say:
The meek shall inherit the Earth
We wannabe down that way
But U been trippin' since the day of Ur birth

Who said that 2 kill is a sin
And started every single war
That ur people been in?
Who said that water
Is a precious commodity
Then dropped a big, ol' black oil slick
In the deep blue sea?

Who told me Mr. Man
That working around the clock
Will buy me a big house in the 'hood
With cigarette ads on every block?

Who told me Mr. Man
That I got a right to moan?
How 'bout this big ol' hole in the ozone?

What's wrong with the world 2day?
Things just got 2 get better
Dear Mr. Man, we don't understand
Maybe we should write a letter

Ain't no sense in voting
Same song with a different name
Might not be in back of the bus
But it sho' feel just the same
Ain't nothing fair about welfare
Ain't no assistance in AIDS
Ain't nothing affirmative about your actions
'Til the people get paid!

Ur thousand years r up, Mr. Man
Now you got 2 share the land
Section 1, the 14th Amendment says:
No state shall deprive any person
Of life, liberty or property
Without due process of the law

Mr. Man,
We want 2 end this letter with 3 words
"We tired U'all!"

(from Musicology)