they don't care about your miserable day they don't care if your arms been blown away shot off knocked off in the dirt decomposing in the earth no they don't care about you
they don't care if you are locked away they don't care if it was their mistake drug war convict got it hard beaten bloody by the guard no they don't care about you
they don't care about your minimum pay they don't care if you got somethin to say you've lost- your place is with the poor you got no cards left for to score no they don't care about you
they don't care about the old blacksmith they've got new machines to handle it american craft has been swept clean businessman's union free wet dream no he don't care about you
they don't care about yer intellect they call their own dumb thoughts their fact you can't believe them but if you reason they'll cuff yer wrists and call it treason no they don't care about you