Meek Man Blues    (Music - Mike Iannicello, Lyrics - Ed McGee)

No more time for the wicked
No more time for the weak
No more time for bucket
With the gold-lined leak
No more time for an exit
No more time for a coup
No more time for the many
When it's wasted on the few
 
I been around awhile now
I know a fool when I see one
I feel the ground beneath sliding
I see a state of division
I want a new man to lead us now
I want someone who makes mistakes
And begs God for forgiveness
Not free license, for Christ’s sake

No more time to be idle
No more time to be weak
Here’s the Earth to inherit
I’m calling out to the meek.

No more time for the wicked
No more time for the weak
No more time for the feeble
Who needs a coach to speak
No more time for the scandal
No more time for the news
No more time for the powerful
And the power they abuse

I been around awhile now
I know a fool when I see one
I feel the ground beneath sliding
I see a state of division
I want a new woman leading us
I want someone who makes mistakes
And begs God for forgiveness
Not free license, for Christ’s sake

No more time to be idle
No more time to be weak
Here’s the Earth to inherit
I’m representing the meek.