Do Lord

Do Lord, oh do Lord, oh do remember me
I fell on some hard times, that I could not foresee
I have lost my home and now I’m living on the street
Do remember me

When I cannot find a meal, do remember me
When the cops destroy my camp, forcing me to flee
When there’s no place left to go, do remember me
Do remember me

Do Lord, tell the city to curb Airbnb’s
Make more long-term rentals to meet the local needs
We could use some rent control, or how about rent freeze?
Do remember me

Do Lord, oh do Lord, oh do remember me
When I see no hope in this perverse economy
Trillions go to making bombs, but millions go hungry
Do remember me

Do Lord, tell Congress to tax the well-to-do
Tell them tax the profits of corporations, too
Tell them build a safety net, so folks like me aren’t screwed
Do remember me

I’ve got a home in glory land – but I can’t wait that long
I need a home in this here land, a place where I belong
Life shouldn’t have to be this hard – the system is all wrong
Do remember me!