Sitting on a park bench
On a hot summer day
The cops stopped by me
And they chased me away
Couldn't go to my diner
It was just not allowed
The place lost all its client
And was soon wiped-out
Didn't meet my old buddies
They were just too afraid
Had been listening to those phrases
Causing panic and hate
They jabbed my old granny
She fell fatally ill
She was brought to a sickhouse
Where she dwindled away
On the booby tube
They said it's for my own good
I should join all the others
In the best way I could
But I'm not the one
Doing what I was told
Didn't join the crowd
Went out into the cold
Those were the days
When the world got insane
It's all over now
Or is it the same?
Nobody to blame
Always the same
Nobody to blame
Always the same
So I'm singing the blues for you