Banquet - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Come to the dinner gong

The table is laden high

Fat bellies and hungry little ones

Tuck your napkins in and take your share

Some get the gravy

And some get the gristle

Some get the marrow bone

And some get nothing though there's plenty to spare

I took my share down by the sea

Paper plates and Javex bottles on the tide

Seagulls come down and they squawk at me

Down where the water-skiers glide

Some turn to Jesus

And some turn to heroin

Some turn to rambling round

Looking for a clean sky and a drinking stream

Some watch the paint peel off

Some watch their kids grow up

Some watch their stocks and bonds

Waiting for that big deal American Dream

I took my dream down by the sea

Yankee yachts and lobster pots and sunshine

And logs and sails and Shell Oil pails

Dogs and tugs and summertime

Back in the banquet line, angry young people crying

Who let the greedy in?

Who left the needy out?

Who made this salty soup?

Tell him we're very hungry now for a sweeter fare

In the cookie I read, "Some get the gravy

And some get the gristle

Some get the marrow bone

And some get nothing though there's plenty to spare"