(Composição: Les Emmerson) And the sign said, "Long-haired freaky people Need not apply." So I tucked my hair up under my hat And I went in to ask him why. He said, "You look like a fine upstandin' young man. I think you'll do." So I took off my hat and said, "Imagine that. huh , me workin' for you." Whoa, sign, sign. Everywhere a sign. Blockin' out the scen'ry. Breakin' my mind. Do this. Don't do that. Can't you read the sign? And the sign said, "Anybody caught trespassin' Will be shot on sight." So I jumped on the fence and I yelled at the house, "Hey! What gives you the right To put up a fence to keep me out, But to keep Mother Nature in? If God was here, he'd tell you to your face, 'Man, you're some kind of sinner.'" Sign, sign. Everywhere a sign. Blockin' out the scenery. Breakin' my mind. Do this. Don't do that. Can't you read the sign? Now, hey you, Mister, can't you read? You got to have a shirt and tie to get a seat. You can't even watch. No, you can't eat. You ain't supposed to be here. The sign said, "You've got to have a membership card To get inside." Uh. And the sign said, "Everybody welcome. Come in. Kneel down and pray." But when they passed around the plate at the end of it all, I didn't have a penny to pay So I got me a pen and a paper And I made up my own little sign. I said, "Thank you, Lord, for thinkin' 'bout me. I'm alive and doin' fine." Whoo! Sign, sign. Everywhere a sign. Blockin' out the scenery. Breakin' my mind. Do this. Don't do that. Can't you read the sign? Sign, sign. Everywhere a sign. Sign, sign
