Occupation Blues Songtext / Lyric

I can get you what you want at the market

As long as you have the price

The colonel is the Governor

He steals from his own supply

The jailhouse is full of small fry

Who never did much wrong

All the big fish swam away

All long gone



All long gone

All long gone

All long gone

All long, all long gone






I can get you what you want at the market

Everybody's on the make

The colonel is the Governor

And he's on a slice of the cake

And everyone in this occupied land

Is on the game

And over here in Contraband

It's the same



All long gone

All long gone

All long gone

All long, all long gone



Chief cook and bottle washer

That's me

I'm the man

So many people to see

Contraband

Chief cook and bottle washer

That's me

I'm the man

What do you do

What do you do

You do what you can



But we're all long gone

All long gone

We're all long gone

All long, all long gone



There'll be rain

Behind the wind

Last night it was cold

And when it all caves in

I'll tell them

I only did what I was told