they don't care about your miserable day   they don't care if your arms been blown away   shot off knocked off in the dirt   decomposing in the earth   no they don't care about you      they don't care if you are locked away   they don't care if it was their mistake   drug war convict got it hard   beaten bloody by the guard   no they don't care about you      they don't care about your minimum pay   they don't care if you got somethin to say   you've lost- your place is with the poor   you got no cards left for to score   no they don't care about you      they don't care about the old blacksmith   they've got new machines to handle it   American craft has been swept clean   businessman's union free wet dream   no he don't care about you      they don't care about yer intellect   they call their own dumb thoughts their fact   you can't believe them but if you reason   they'll cuff yer wrists and call it treason   no they don't care about you