Afternoon Matinee: Protest - All Used Up

Performed by Utah Phillips

I spent my whole life making somebody rich

I busted my ass for that son of a bitch

and he left me to die like a dog in a ditch

and told me I'm all used up

he used up my labor he used up my time

he plundered my body an squanered my mind

and gave me a pension of handouts an wine

an told me I'm all used up

my kids are in hock to a God called work

slavin their lives out for some other jerk

my youngest in frisco just made shipping clerk

an he don't know I'm all used up

young people reaching for power an gold

don't have any respect for anything old

for pennies they're bought and promises sold

someday they'll all be used up

they use up the oil they use up the trees

they use up the air an they use up the seas

well how bout you friend an how bout me

what's left when we're all used up

I'll finish my life in this crummy hotel

It's lousy with bugs and my God what a smell

but my plumbin still works an I'm clear as a bell

Don't tell me I'm all used up

outside my window the world passes by

it gives me a handout an spits in my eye

an no one can tell me cause no one knows why

I'm livin but I'm all used up

sometimes in my dreams I sit by a tree

my life is a book of how things used to be

an kids gather round an they listen to me

an they don't think I'm all used up

an there's songs an there's laughter an things I can do

an all that I've learned I can give back to you

I'd give my last breath just to make it come true

no I'm not all used up

they use up the oil they use up the trees

they use up the air an they use up the seas

well how bout you friend an how bout me

what's left when we're all used up

~ The lyrics come from the poster of the video on YouTube ~