By: Joey Ayala

Glad to know you’re feeling better
Happy to hear you’ve found your mind
It’s no joke to be living in America
She ain’t friendly to our kind

You’ll always be a second-class citizen
Even if you pay your taxes right on time
You struggled so hard to get that green card
Working under the table
Calling home when you’re able to

Little brown man in the land of giants
Little brown woman on the white prairie
Hold on to your dollars
Don’t go on no shopping spree
You got to save it all for the family

Everything’s disposable in the first world
Nothing’s indispensable – you can throw it all away
Good food in the garbage
Good people in the welfare line
It happens all the time
Peaches and apples and grapes

Don’t make it all easy
Bacon and eggs everyday can get to be a drag
These fancy slums get cold when the winter comes
Chills you right to the bone
and you wish you were home

Little brown man in the land of giants
Little brown woman on the white prairie
Hold on to your dollars
Don’t go on no shopping spree
You got to save it all for the family

Little brown man in the land of giants
little brown woman on the white prairie
Hold on to your dollars
Don’t go on no shopping spree
You got to save it all for the family
You got to save your soul for the family