Good evening mr.waldheim   And pontiff how are you?    You have so much in common   In the things you do      And here comes jesse jackson   He talks of common ground   Does that common ground include me   Or is it just a sound      A sound that shakes   Oh jesse, you must watch the sounds you make      A sound that quakes   There are fears that still reverberate      Jesse you say common ground   Does that include the plo?    What about people right here right now   Who fought for you not so long ago?       The words that flow so freely   Falling dancing from your lips   I hope that you don't cheapen them   With a racist slip      Oh common ground   Is common ground a word or just a sound   Common ground   Remember those civil rights workers buried in the ground      If I ran for president   And once was a member of the klan   Wouldn't you call me on it   The way I call you on farrakhan      And pontiff, pretty pontiff   Can anyone shake your hand ?    Or is it just that you like uniforms   And someone kissing your hand      Or is it true   The common ground for me includes you too      Oh, oh, is it true   The common ground for me includes you too      Good evening mr.waldheim   Pontiff how are you   As you both stroll through the woods at night   I'm thinking thoughts of you      And jesse you're inside my thoughts   As the rhythmic words subside   My common ground invites you in   Or do you prefer to wait outside      Or is it true   The common ground for me is without you      Or is it true   The common ground for me is without you      Oh is it true   There's no ground common enough for me and you