Dickens we got
while the Beadle's got the lot
and we,
don't win no jackpot but that's a dot on the card
for those who have or have had it hard.
Just bring the bowl of gruel and we can fool ourselves once more, that we're being fed the milk and honey,
but ain't it funny
I'm no longer hungry or willing to eat from the pan of slop,
Dickens we got,
and if this our lot
it don't seem very much.