You won't believe this Unfortunate as it may have become I know you're never gonna read this I know they never sent my letters out Oh but anyway They got me workin on a staircase Poor little Joe with his walrus face He's the only one I really talk to now Who are we workin for I should have signed up for Americorps So many hungry children We could have saved the whole world by now Oh friends, I'm gonna be honest with you now I am weary of our noble mission There's a few of us that feel We've been led to an empty house There are some of us who know the roof is leaking Who are we workin for They snake around just like a garden hose They fox us in somebody else's clothes Give us a little book of promises I want out of this I want the things that I used to fight I miss my money and I miss my life My empty bed in Chicago Oh friends, I'm gonna be honest with you now I'm weary of our global mission There's a few of us that feel We've been led to an empty house There are some of us who know The roof is leaking