By: jimmy buffett, buzz cason   1971   Did you ever just want to lay down   Tell the world you've had enough   Did you ever just want to drop out   When the goin' got a little bit rough   Have you ever walked the sidewalks hungry   Have you ever really had the blues   So now you want to see how the other half live   Well brother whatcha got to lose      Whatcha got to lose if you leave your home   And you never think of ever goin' back   Your father's makin' money for the good of the country   And your mama's out bettin' at the track      Camptown ladies sing them songs doo dah doo dah      And now you gonna to let hair grow long   Get a little pad uptown   Throw away your checkbook and all your credit cards   And use your wits to get around   And you think it's gonna make you happy   See your story in the evening news   And you know it's just a game of tryin' to point the blame   Brother whatcha got to lose      Chorus:   Hey lonely rockefeller square   The underground world don't fit a millionaire   Hey rocky whatcha gonna do   First time you've ever had the pressure on you   But rock when the rockin' and the bummin' is through   There'll still be piece of daddy's kingdom for you      Now rocky you sure hurt your mama   And your daddy got an ulcer for a year   With the stock market shot and the war's still hot   It sure was a cruel thing to do      So don't cry boy      Chorus:   Hey lonely rockefeller square   The underground life don't fit a millionaire   Hey rocky whatcha gonna do   First time you've ever had the pressure on you   But rock when the rockin' and the bummin' is through   There'll still be piece of daddy's kingdom for you      Money to pay, money today   Don't you go gay   Rocky better pray      Money today, money to pay   Don't you go gay   Rocky better pray      Money today, money to pay   Don't you go gay   Rocky better pray      Money today, money to pay   Don't you go gay...