To Whom It May Concern
Let my statement be clear
Dear Mr. Editor, don't hang up
Lend me your ear
I'm just a common working-man
Doin' the best that I can
But to whom it may concern
I've just about had enough
My neighbor looks set in his fancy Corvette
With the stereo loud screams
While I ride the subway from Monday to Friday
Mingling with the crowd
They say that crime does not pay
But hell, I'm changing my way
To whom it may concern
I'm tired of trying to make an honest living
To whom it may concern
I only say let justice be done
Dear Mr. Editor, this may sound familiar
But I've paid my dues to the society
With pride and in piety
But what's the use?
Tell me what have I earned?
I get nothing in return
To whom it may concern
I'm tired of trying, I've had enough