Ok since everyone agrees here is my variant-
Chorus, same as always
My Brothers and my sisters, we're all stranded on this road
It's a hot and dusty road, that a million feet have trod
Richman turned my home into a coast to coast strip Mall
and I aint got no home in this world anymore
I was taught to share , whether I be rich or poor
but, now it's every men for himself , dog eat dog
If there is a heaven it aint nowhere near New York
And I aint got no home......
As I look around it seems mighty plain to see
This old world turnin into a penitentary
Every day the gaurds they got new laws to enforce
and I aint got......