If you sing a song, sing a song for them If you sing a song, sing the song for them For the bats and belfry and the fairies on Main Street For the deadbeat daddies and the Boulevard freaks For the little girls with the carousel eyes And the brick-a-brak finding housewives, losing their minds Sing the song for them, if you sing a song Sing the song for them If you sing a song, sing the song for them To the never-made-its, and the unrecognized To the alley rats and the tenement flies To the weekend tweakers, the blond and the blind To the ex-thrill seekers in the methadone lines Sing the song for them If you sing a song, sing the song for them To who you are, and will never be To the shaking hand of the maker we're all going to meet Sing the song for them If you sing a song, sing the song for them