Hey, there's no news Poor man still got the blues He's walking 'round in worn out shoes With nothing to lose Hey, he's on the road Pushing along his heavy load Heading for no fixed abode Shuffling slow Corporations get the breaks Keeping almost everything they make Tell us just how long it's going to take For it to trickle down When will it trickle down Hey, he's on the street Laying in the snow and sleet Begging for something to eat And looking beat Hey, passers-by They don't care to catch his eye Couldn't even tell you why Or what's happening inside Corporations get the breaks Keeping almost everything they make Tell us just how long it's going to take For it to trickle down When will it trickle down