Someone Is Me

There's aluminum cans and cigarettes butts
 Lyin' in the sides of the streets
 The baseball field in the County Park
 Is buried in a blanket of weeds
 There's a swastika sprayed from an aerosol can
 Displayed on the overpass
 Drivin' around it's easy to see
 This town's going downhill fast
 Somebody should do somethin' about it
 How hard could it be?
 Somebody should do somethin' about it
 Maybe that someone is me
 Followed a couple into Ferguson's Grill
 The door swung back in my face
 Closed my eyes but I felt the stares
 When I bowed my head to say, "Grace"
 Watched a table of suits stiff the waitress a tip
 Like they didn't have a nickel to spare
 Walked out into the heat risin' off of main street
 But I felt a chill in the air
 Somebody should do somethin' about it
 How hard could it be?
 Somebody should do somethin' about it
 Maybe that someone is me
 Now I don't expect this world to be Heaven
 But it sure could be better
 I can sit around complaining or stand around waiting
 But I might be waiting forever, forever
 Somebody should do somethin' about it
 How hard could it be?
 Somebody should do somethin' about it
 Maybe that someone is me