Uncivilized we call him but I just saw him
For Mr. Wendal's a bum
When thousands of innocent man could be brutally enslaved and
A free that you and I think he's dumb
Civilization, are we really civilized
Yes or no, who are we to judge
But we don't hear him talk
No one ever knew his name 'cuz he's a know one
Eat off the food we waste
Go ahead Mr. Wendal
Mr. Wendal, yeah
In fact now brother man here have two
Mr. Wendal
Mr. Wendal, a man, a human in flesh, but not by law
Mr. Wendal has tried to warn us about our ways
Two dollars means a snack for me
But it means a big deal to you
That's the poem I wrote for the first time
Now that I know 'em to give him money isn't charity
It's not his fault when we're goin' too far and we got too far
His only worries are sickness and occasional harassment
I feed you dignity to stand with pride
Until I had the chance to really get to know one
Still most of you come out confused
Here have a dollar
Mr. Wendal, that's his name
Realize now that all in all we stand tall
He gives me some knowledge, I buy him some shoes
And to think blacks spend all their money on big colleges
Know that if you do beautiful heaven awaits
Mr. Wendal
Never thought twice about spending on an old bum
'Cuz on him we walk
Mr. Wendal, yeah
Mr. Wendal, yeah
Mr. Wendal has freedom
Killed over a racist grudge
By the police and their chase
Lord, Mr. Wendal
Go ahead Mr. Wendal
Go ahead Mr. Wendal
Yeah, Mr. Wendal
I saw a man with no cloths, no money, no plate
Be strong serve God only
Free to be without the worries of a quick to diss society
Mr. Wendal, yeah
Lord
