I met an economist the other daynsaid things were looking goodnI asked him how he got his jobnin this neck of the woodsnhe said he'll always have onenrecessions are too much funngotta carry a gunnto keep the unemployed awaynnHe likes charts and likes graphs nand doing lunch with analystsnI told him hey Mr. Economy mannthere's something you have missednif you'd roll your windows downnand drive through my side of townnwhere the sky is grey and the grass is brownnpucker up for a kissnnchorus:nin my next life I'm coming back as an economistnwatch the world go by in ignorant blissnwhere a pie chart can bring ecstasynand wall street is the land of the freennI've been out of work for so longnyou don't count me anymorenI used to wear a coat and a tiennow I sleep on the shelter floornunemployment has a lidnit's gone just like my wife and kidnwhat I was told to do I didnbetrayed to the corennchorusnnmy daddy died on foreign soilnbeing all that he could benand now his son has got to look for copsnbefore he takes a peenthe streets they got no soulnthey round us up like cattle onthat cold wind always blowsntake a good look at mennchorusnnthey say the economy is picking upnI read it in the newsnwe share a newspaper under this bridgenread it on borrowed church pewsnsure makes us feel goodndinner and dancing if we couldnfind my wife if she wouldnmaybe a nice Carnival cruisenthe kind you get sick on