Well I woke up this morning to the siren sound
Before I could wipe my eyes and get my feet on the ground
PB was already telling me to get out of town
Neighbors already telling me to settle down
Said "I didn't do it
Got nothing to say
Got nothing to prove without getting in the way
Got no where to stand, no where to stay
It's the land of the noose and the home of the brave"

I've been out preaching like a man on a mission
But it's hard to be a prophet when nobody's listening

Some waiting on the end
Waiting on a plane
Waiting on a friend
Waiting on a train
I was waiting on Jerry who was waiting for his change
To buy some dope and some cheap champagne

Went to the corner and I parked my truck
I was looking for a quarter, shit out of luck
She gave me a ticket, I swore she was teasing
Those meter maids get a bad rap for a reason
She said "why you go and do a thing like that"
She said "I didn't like the look of your cowboy hat"
She walked away laughing and whistling
And it's hard to be a prophet when nobody's listening
Well I got a hole in my guitar
Got a hole in my shoe
Got a hole in my memory
Got a hole in the glue
Got a hole of a girl
Who had nothing to do
She kissed me for awhile
And left me confused

I went up in the mountain to get lost in the forest
To see if I could come up with one good chorus
Come back to town with a hit in my hand
Play Saturday Night Live or maybe Conan
Or Jimmy Fallon or Stephen Colbert
Or Carson Daly or Tulsa State Fair
I was playing in the street
All the people were missing
It's hard to be a prophet when nobody's listening

So I said listen to me listen to me
Listen to me now
Listen to me listen to me
Listen to me now
I got a big mac, heart attack, give your dog a bone
[??] on the rail road will put ya on the right track
Talk about the gold [??] is that funny?
Talk about your momma and the easter bunny
If I talk about the birds and the bees and the honey
Talk about the war and take all my money
Take me in the jail house put me on a mail route
Wardens got his pants out waiting on for next bow
Abuses all the inmates and always pays his rent late
I better catch a fast train heading for the west bank

Went down south and thought it was illegal
Started sniffing my ankles with a bucket full of [??]
Arizona has gotta be better than a prison
It's hard to be a prophet when nobody's listening

Now a quarter of the people about half the time
They only needed one reason to give a man a try
He was a red neck thinker with a red neck tie
Lived in a tower on the upper west side
They said "finally a rich man, we could be proud
He thinks like we do, says it out loud
Hates the right people, draws the right crowd
If you ain't mean and white he's kicking you out"

They say he's a humble king
Making a go
Making things worse
A reality show
With a road to ruin
It's paved in gold
And we'd all be [??] with our asses on poles
He's been tweeting out names
Tweeting out lies
His hair looks like a golden retriever died
On a head of a spray tan an amusement park ride
That grabs ya where he wants to and says it's alright
That's just the truth, correct me if I'm wrong
He's just not the man he's been all along
Wouldn't be surprised to see prostitutes pissing
It's hard to be a prophet when nobody's listening
Cock a doodle doo
Cock a doodle doo-daa
Cock a doodle doo
Cock a doodle doo-daa
Cock a doodle doo is the sound that the rooster makes

Well I still like republicans
Especially my Daddy
Heard Ryan Adams got a 59 caddy
Drives around town
Listening to his own music
If God gives you a gift
I guess you better use it

Had a dream one time
About Vladimir Putin
And that yahoo
Kim Jong tootin
With a young bass player
Named Victor Wootin
Cause it rhymed

I'm just tryin to make you laugh
Trying to make ya think
Trying to buddy up so I can tell ya what I mean
That the grass is greener
Where the grass is green
But I'm tired of hearing "let's wait and see"

So can we talk about the homeless and the opioid crisis
Can we talk about the part when the vegas shootin survivors
Can we talk about getting Puerto Rico some power
Instead of going over once throwing paper towels
Can we talk about the guns that we should be getting rid of
Can we talk about the poor that we should be getting feed
Instead we talk about crowd size, hand size, rating size, super size, side of fries, eating too many pies
Ain't never met no Helen of Troy
But I fell on my head when I was a little boy
And ever since then one side of my face is twitching
It's hard to be a prophet when nobody's listening

Doo da doo da
Doo da doo da
Doo da doo da
Doo da doo da
Dut-dut-dut-dut-dut dut
Dut-dut-dut-dut-dut dut
Dut-dut-dut-dut-dut dut

Doo da doo da
Doo da doo da
Doo da doo da
Doo da doo da
Dut-dut-dut-dut-dut dut
Dut-dut-dut-dut-dut dut
Dut-dut-dut-dut-dut dut

Well the most ridiculous verse I've ever wrote
It's about a father and a son and a holy goat
Who tried to take a big trip on a holy boat
And they both looked surprised when the thing wouldn't float
He said "dear old Dad didn't you see this comin?
I'm hear to help but I'm just a youngin
And shouldn't you be teaching these things to me?
Before the boat capsizes and we drown in the sea"
He said "son I've been trying since the beginning of time
To teach you about the lows and the fishes and wine
To save the earth and all human kind
But no one wants to hear a story like mine
Cause when the bombs start flying
Missiles start going
Egos crying
Tempers flowing
You can make a little noise way off in the distance
But it's hard to be a prophet when nobody's listening"

Cross your heart hope we don't die
Stick a thousand fireballs in the sky
Run to your love and say goodbye
Hunker down
Under ground

Cross your heart hope we don't die
Stick a thousand fireballs in the sky
Run to your love and say goodbye
Hunker down
Under ground

Cross your heart hope we don't die
Stick a thousand fireballs in the sky
Run to your love and say goodbye
Again and again
And again and again
And again and again
And again and again
And it's, just another reason
That people can't get along
Picking sides of the USA
Treat me like a human
And I'll treat you like the same
Maybe we'll all get along someday