For whatever it's worth, I'll throw in my efforts so far. It gets pretty useless on the last verse:


You can holler you want about the job so bad
Complain about all the things that you can't have
You're in a big rush and down [and sad?]
Come on, children; come on now, now, now

You wonder why this world's a-going downhill
Bigwigs and politicians lie and cheat to steal
They're doing wrong to people in the name of freedom
Come on, children; come on.

You don't need all the cars and toys you think you need
Substitute a bit of kindness for all degree
Throw a little happiness out in your field
Come on, children; come on now, now

There's a man downtown; he's a-sleeping on a grate
A woman got [customs] showing on her face
A little baby child [is a rescue case?]