Let's record a song with words of protest in it
Make it controversial so the DJs will spin it
Tell the world what's wrong with it in less than three minutes
So count up to three after me and begin it
It's Jump on the Back Wagon,
my friends Can't you see this is the age of corruption
We'll make it obscure so no one can understand it
And then when we hear that the radio has banned it
And the record reviewers on the papers have banned it
We'll laugh all the way to the bank like we planned it
It's Jump on the Back Wagon,
my friends Can't you see this is the age of corruption
We'll denounce all wars as just senseless killings
Purify your minds for the price of six shillings
Now let's all bow down and pray to Bob Dylan
And Donovan and Joni and Pussycat Miller
It's Jump on the Back Wagon,
my friends Can't you see this is the age of corruption
Somewhere along the line we gotta bring in segregation Well
I ain't sure what that means cause I ain't had no education
Been too busy getting high making abstract observations
Doing one night stands and touring TV stations
Fighting for your freedom and attending demonstrations
And all the time my weekly show is climbing up the ratings
And I'm blowing in the wind,
I'm trying to catch the wind
I'm chasing the wind and racing the wind
Now I'm travelling so fast I'm passing the wind
So let's jump on the back wagon,
my friends Can't you see this is the age of corruption
We gotta warn the eastern world to stop their eruptions
For it can only end in total nuclear destruction
And if it does,
there'll be no one to file my records,
read my poems and listen to my muck songs
Before we die,
before we fry,
clothes fly high,
let's say goodbye,
the end is nigh
Let's jump on the back wagon,
my friends Can't you see this is the age of corruption