D 
The assembly plant moved to Mexico, the domestic sales started getting slow 
        G                             A 
but the bills kept pooring in, me and beck took it on the chin 
        D 
And the day the landlord threw us out, Becky she threw in the towel 
G 
She had enough at last 
A 
of these modern grapes of wrath 


G                                   D 
Saddam Huessien still has a job but I don't 
G                                         A 
Tonight he'll sleep in a big warm bed but I won't 
              D         
You'll see me standing in front of a bus stop both 
       G                              
with a sign that reads will work for food 
    Em                 G                             A 
and later I'll take my place around the trash barrel fire 
           G                 A                 D 
wheres the pot of gold for a street man named desire  
 
It seems like a million years ago, I faced each day full of hope 
 
honest labor with my hands, making a livin, making plans 
 
Well I never was much at drinking before but these days its all that  

keeps me warm 
 
Its still hard to belive 
 
This could ever happen to me 
 
Chorus 
 
2x 
 
2nd Chorus 
G                                   D 
The President still has a job but I don't 
G                                         A 
Tonight he'll sleep in a big warm bed but I won't 
              D         
You'll see me standing in front of a bus stop both 
       G                              
with a sign that reads will work for food 
    Em                 G                             A 
and later I'll take my place around the trash barrel fire 
           G                 A                 D 
wheres the pot of gold for a street man named desire 
           G                 A                Bm 
wheres the pot of gold for a street man named desire