Welfare Line

Oh, the line at the welfare line is way outta line All the folks in the street, in the cold, in the heat, it's a crime Looking like a line or mourners stretching down the block and around the corer Yes, the line at the welfare line is way outta line Well they say cutting AFDC isn't too race All those welfare moms getting fat on all that cash Well, I heard a welfare mother's son say "When I grow up, I'm gonna get me a gun and I'm off to Sacramento in a flesh" Now all the folks who used to call us "welfare bums" Now are on that line mooching cigarettes and sniffing for crumbs And as sure as the sky is blue sooner or later it's gonna be me or you Cause what comes around is familiar when it comes