I wanna drink to the hard working people Let's drink to the lowly of birth I wanna raise my glass to the good and the evil Let's drink to the salt of the earth Say a prayer for our hard fighting soldiers Give some thought to their life risking work How about a prayer for their spouses and children They keep the home fires burning and still till the earth When I search a faceless crowd A swirling mass of gray, black and white They don't look real to me In fact, they look so strange Raise your glass to the hard working people Let's drink to the uncounted heads I wanna make a toast to the wavering millions We need leaders but get gamblers instead Spare a thought for the stay-at-home voter Whose empty eyes gaze at reality shows And a stream of gray suited grafters Give you a choice of cancer, HIV or who knows When I look in to the faceless crowd A swirling mass of grays, black and white They don't even look real to me In fact, they look so strange Raise your glass to the hard working people Let's drink to the salt of the earth I wanna give a toast to the millions of people Those who were born humble of birth Let's drink to the hard working people Let's think about the lowly of birth Spare some kinda thought for all the homeless people Let's drink to the salt of the earth