Mrs. got careless with her physique Begging the entry of other options to seek And brother became a petty thief If he'd stuck close to the law He'd not be lying prostrate in the street That old spirit embodies the least And the least are the readily seen In photographs taken overseas Sister don't like being called a "she" She must've caught the virus that'll render us all extinct By force my means make my neighbor's ends meet If he could give up water, he could buy something to eat There's a good book paved in all the missing mortar And an overpass of gold above the meek Let not the trodden tread the apse's light in mire Build a shower on the porch to rinse them clean To rinse them clean Well, that old spirit embodies the least And the least are the readily seen In places nowhere near me