Hungry Freaks, Daddy

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Lyrics

Mr. America, walk on by

Your schools that do not teach

Mr. America, walk on by

The minds that won't be reached

Mr. America, try to hide

The emptiness that's you inside

But once you find that the way you lied

And all the corny tricks you've tried

Will not forestall the rising tide of

Hungry freaks, daddy


They won't go for no more

Great, big Western hardware store

Philosophy that turns away

From those who aren't afraid to say

What's on their minds

The left-behinds

Of the great society


Hungry freaks, daddy


Mr. America, walk on by

Your supermarket dream

Mr. America, walk on by

The liquor store supreme

Mr. America, try to hide

The product of your savage pride

The useful minds that it denied

The day you shrugged and stepped aside

You saw their clothes and then you cried,

"Those hungry freaks, daddy"


They won't go for no more

Great, big Western hardware store

Philosophy that turns away

From those who aren't afraid to say

What's on their minds

The left-behinds

Of the great society

Albums In Which This Song Has Appeared

Freak Out!

Mothermania

Notes About This Song

The “Great Society” referred to in “Hungry Freaks, Daddy” and “Trouble Every Day” was an idealistic catch-phrase of President Johnson’s. Some startling kazoo notes leap out of the mix after each bridge in the former song, aligning pop-music idioms with little-kid music in a cheap fanfare manner. Frank, who wrote in his book that every song on Freak Out! had a “function within an overall satirical concept," molded the garbage of the industrial music machine into images of pure acidity, asking listeners to question the music they typically chose for their entertainment ("shaking people out of their complacency" was a frequent Mothers motive).

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