Good Evening Mr. Waldheim - Live at Joseph Meyerhoff Symphony Hall, Baltimore, MD, 3/16/1989

Got a little chance to see you there
It's real nice
This is a song about Jesse Jackson's switch to the Democratic National Convention
You don't know my politics yet
(One-two, one-two-three-four)

Good evening Mr. Waldheim
And, Pontiff, how are you?
You have so much in common
With the things you do

And here comes Jesse Jackson
He talks of common ground
Does that common ground include me
Or is it just a sound?

A sound that shakes
Oh, Jesse, you must watch the sounds you make
A sound that shakes
Oh, Jesse, you must watch the sounds you make

Jesse, you say common ground
Does that include the PLO?
What about people right here, right now
Who fought for you not so long ago?

The words that flow so freely
They come dancing from your lips
I hope that you don't cheapen them
With a racist slip

Oh, common ground
Is common ground a word or just a sound?
Oh, common ground
Remember those civil rights, workers buried in the ground

If I ran for president
And once was a member of the Klan
Wouldn't you call me on it
The way I call you on Louis Farrakhan

And Jesse Pontiff, pretty Pontiff
Can you shake anybody's hand?
Or is it just that you like uniforms
And someone shaking your hand

Or, babe, is it true
The common ground for me is without you?
Is it true
The common ground for me is without you?

Evening, Mr. Waldheim
And, Pontiff, how are you?
As you both stroll through the woods at night
I'm thinking thoughts of you

And, Jesse, you're inside my thoughts
As the rhythmic words subside
Does your common ground invite me in
Or would you prefer to wait outside?

Oh, babe, is it true
The common ground for me is without you?
Is it true
There's no ground common enough for me and you?