Ringin' on the telephone, it up and say a man to do with all the trouble 'round today? Heard it takes a worried man to a worried song it now, but Lord, don't let it all go on too long Somethin' in the air, and it's movin' like a southbound Sun is down, and it seems like I'll be the same World spinnin' 'round, people say there's debt to pay I don't busy with my life from day to day But whosoever journeys up against that border The shadows of an flame burn away in time I was in Arkansas, workin' graveyard shift Movin' for exportation with a big forklift were crackers, Coca-Cola, shoes and ceiling fans Two were Top Secret, headed for Afghanistan Chorus See on the sun, see a comin' thundercloud Nothin' will persuade, but all be allowed And some seek their god from a heaven in the sky Defendin' affliction with a holy alibi on the telephone, pick it up and say What's a man to do all the trouble 'round today? I'm up the president, ask him what he say No answer, left a message, he's back from holiday repeat Now the drums are poundin', them blowin' on the horn Two are on the hammer, and the fabric has been torn Dam's about to burst, floods are all No more water, little Sylvie, 'cause I think I'm gonna on the telephone, pick it up and say What's a man to do with all the trouble today? Heard it a worried man to sing a worried song it now, but Lord, don't make it all go on too long All go on too