General Norman Johnson

"What's Up With That?"
Written by
General Johnson
Rich folks gettin’ richer
Poor folks can barely make ends
meet.
In the land of prosperity,
homeless people sleepin’ in the street
The price of oil and gas so high
we can’t afford to drive
The high cost of insurance, you
can’t afford to get sick or die.
It’s a cryin’ shame, the way
they do my life
But they say I’m to blame.
Go find yourself a job, that’s
the answer to my plea
The job I had, the job I need,
they sent it over seas!
What’s up? What’s up with that?
What’s up ya’ll? What’s up with
that?
It don’t make sense to me
Maybe you can help me see
What’s up? What’s up with that?
Old men startin’ wars, that
young people have to fight
To young to buy a drink but old
enough to risk a life
Pollution destroying the world
but big business doesn’t seem to care
Old people suffering, little
children starving everywhere
It’s a cryin’ shame, the way
they do my life
But they say I’m to blame.
You need to go out and vote,
that’s the answer to my plea
I voted but my vote was changed
by the voting machine
What’s up? What’s up with that?
What’s up ya’ll? What’s up with
that?
It don’t make sense to me
Maybe you can help me see
What’s up? What’s up with that?
It’s a cryin’ shame, the way
they do my life
But they say I’m to blame.
Go find yourself a job, that’s
the answer to my plea
The job I had, the job I need,
they sent it over seas!
What’s up? What’s up with that?
What’s up ya’ll? What’s up with
that?
When a helpless city drowns and
no help, no help can be found
What’s up? What’s up? What’s up
with that?