If you could leave the park, love.
What a mess and what a smell!
Just like an old time lifestyle--
Ain't outdoor defecation swell?
In a tent so small and a park so big
You squat and "occupy."
We really don't know why.
And they will never go away
As long as we allow 'em all to stay.
If you could leave the park, love,
Daddy's got a nice big home.
He's in the one percent that
You dumb kids like to bemoan.
When you reach the door, he will open it
And usher you on in.
He'll greet you with a grin.
And you won't have to work a day
As long as there's a daddy who can pay...
Update: An absolute right to squat? Not.
Update: Gord sings, "Sundance, you better take care/You're a real one percenter, whatcha doin' there?"