Tom Paxton - One Million Lawyers lyrics
[Tom Paxton - One Million Lawyers lyrics]
Humankind has survived some disasters
I'm sure
Like locusts and flash floods and flu
There's never a moment when we've been secure
From the ills that the flesh is heir to
If it isn't a war, it's some gruesome disease
If it isn't disease, then it's war
But there's worse still to come
And I'm asking you please
How the world's gonna take any more?
In ten years we're gonna
Have one million lawyers
One million lawyers, one million lawyers
In ten years we're gonna
Have one million lawyers
How much can a poor nation stand?
The world shook with dread of Atilla the Hun
As he conquered with fire and steel
And Genghis and Kubla and all of the Kahns
Ground a groaning world under the heel
Disaster, disaster, so what else is new?
We've suffered the worst and then some
So I'm sorry to tell you
My suffering friends
Of the terrible scourge still to come
Oh, a suffering world cries for mercy
As far as the eye can see
Lawyers around every bend in the road
Laywers in every tree
Lawyers in restaurants, lawyers in clubs
Lawyers behind every door
Behind windows and potted plants
Shade trees and shrubs
Lawyers on pogo sticks, lawyers in politics!
In spring there's tornadoes
And rampaging floods
In summer it's heat stroke and draught
There's Ivy League football to ruin the fall
It's a terrible scourge, without doubt
There are blizzards to batter
The shivering plain
There are dust storms that strike
But far worse is the threat of disaster
To shrivel the brain
It's the threat of implacable curse
In ten years we're gonna
Have one million lawyers
One million lawyers, one million lawyers
In ten years we're gonna
Have one million lawyers
How much can a poor nation stand?
How much can a poor nation stand?
I'm sure
Like locusts and flash floods and flu
There's never a moment when we've been secure
From the ills that the flesh is heir to
If it isn't a war, it's some gruesome disease
If it isn't disease, then it's war
But there's worse still to come
And I'm asking you please
How the world's gonna take any more?
In ten years we're gonna
Have one million lawyers
One million lawyers, one million lawyers
In ten years we're gonna
Have one million lawyers
How much can a poor nation stand?
The world shook with dread of Atilla the Hun
As he conquered with fire and steel
And Genghis and Kubla and all of the Kahns
Ground a groaning world under the heel
Disaster, disaster, so what else is new?
We've suffered the worst and then some
So I'm sorry to tell you
My suffering friends
Of the terrible scourge still to come
Oh, a suffering world cries for mercy
As far as the eye can see
Lawyers around every bend in the road
Laywers in every tree
Lawyers in restaurants, lawyers in clubs
Lawyers behind every door
Behind windows and potted plants
Shade trees and shrubs
Lawyers on pogo sticks, lawyers in politics!
In spring there's tornadoes
And rampaging floods
In summer it's heat stroke and draught
There's Ivy League football to ruin the fall
It's a terrible scourge, without doubt
There are blizzards to batter
The shivering plain
There are dust storms that strike
But far worse is the threat of disaster
To shrivel the brain
It's the threat of implacable curse
In ten years we're gonna
Have one million lawyers
One million lawyers, one million lawyers
In ten years we're gonna
Have one million lawyers
How much can a poor nation stand?
How much can a poor nation stand?