Don't pity this poor immigrant  My eyes were open when I caught the boat  All I wanted was your shelter  And maybe just a little hope  But you turned your anger on me  For the courage that you lack  I don't want your half assed freedom  You can have the whole deal back  So now I'll tell you something  Let's get this straight from the start  Don't call me Harp  Don't call me Harp    You said: "Bring me your poor and destitute  And I can kick them when they're down"  Cause there's always enough misery  And we'll be sure to share it round  Now I'll turn my anger on you  For the decency you lack  For the morals you fail to uphold  Your cocaine, crack and smack  To the land that wears it's heart up front  I'm screaming from the back  Don't call me Harp  Don't call me Harp    And the ghettos almost full now  It's time for trash to move uptown  And the sight of all those beggars  On the streets must really get you down  Soon they'll turn their anger on you  For the promises you broke  For all the lies you told them  As their dreams went up in smoke  And I feel I stand among them  As I shout this from the heart  Don't call me Harp  Don't call me Harp    You built your land on principles  Decent, brave and true  I find it hard to understand  Just what went wrong with you  Don't call me Harp  Don't call me Harp    [Rpt, 1st Verse]