Hey, you're part of it
I walk the streets of a Carolina
Watching people pushing shopping carts
And there's a guy and he's washing windows
Making ten bucks a pop,
And he says to me
"Hey, you're part of it."
And I say
"sir, well have you heard that
This country is unequal still?"
History continues itself
And I did not create the rules
From all I've heard
And all I've seen
This place has broken
My American heart.
