It's the one who is saying what we don't want to hear
Who is really saying the most
And the one pushing all of our buttons
With whom we will find the most growth
It's the guy begging for change on the subway
With whom we don't want to share
And the addict under the bridge
For whom we don't want to care
It's the fast-talker who says nothing
With whom we entrust all our riches
But the farmer covered in dirt
Can't afford to patch his own britches