| Song | Compared to What |
| Artist | Les McCann |
| Album | Swiss Movement |
| I love the lie and lie the love | |
| A-Hangin' on, with push and shove | |
| Possession is the motivation | |
| that is hangin' up the God-damn nation | |
| Looks like we always end up in a rut (everybody now!) | |
| Tryin' to make it real — compared to what? C'mon baby! | |
| Slaughterhouse is killin' hogs | |
| Twisted children killin' frogs | |
| Poor dumb rednecks rollin' logs | |
| Tired old lady kissin' dogs | |
| I hate the human love of that stinking mutt (I can't use it!) | |
| Try to make it real — compared to what? C'mon baby now! | |
| The President, he's got his war | |
| Folks don't know just what it's for | |
| Nobody gives us rhyme or reason | |
| Have one doubt, they call it treason | |
| We're chicken-feathers, all without one nut. God damn it! | |
| Tryin' to make it real — compared to what? (Sock it to me) | |
| Church on Sunday, sleep and nod | |
| Tryin' to duck the wrath of God | |
| Preacher's fillin' us with fright | |
| They all tryin' to teach us what they think is right | |
| They really got to be some kind of nut (I can't use it!) | |
| Tryin' to make it real — compared to what? | |
| Where's that bee and where's that honey? | |
| Where's my God and where's my money? | |
| Unreal values, crass distortion | |
| Unwed mothers need abortion | |
| Kind of brings to mind ol' young King Tut (He did it now) | |
| Tried to make it real — compared to what?! | |
| (Music break) | |
| Tryin' to make it real — compared to what? | |
| (spoken) | |
| Donald Dean, Leroy Vinnegar, Benny Bailey, Eddie Harris |
| I love the lie and lie the love | |
| AHangin' on, with push and shove | |
| Possession is the motivation | |
| that is hangin' up the Goddamn nation | |
| Looks like we always end up in a rut everybody now! | |
| Tryin' to make it real compared to what? C' mon baby! | |
| Slaughterhouse is killin' hogs | |
| Twisted children killin' frogs | |
| Poor dumb rednecks rollin' logs | |
| Tired old lady kissin' dogs | |
| I hate the human love of that stinking mutt I can' t use it! | |
| Try to make it real compared to what? C' mon baby now! | |
| The President, he' s got his war | |
| Folks don' t know just what it' s for | |
| Nobody gives us rhyme or reason | |
| Have one doubt, they call it treason | |
| We' re chickenfeathers, all without one nut. God damn it! | |
| Tryin' to make it real compared to what? Sock it to me | |
| Church on Sunday, sleep and nod | |
| Tryin' to duck the wrath of God | |
| Preacher' s fillin' us with fright | |
| They all tryin' to teach us what they think is right | |
| They really got to be some kind of nut I can' t use it! | |
| Tryin' to make it real compared to what? | |
| Where' s that bee and where' s that honey? | |
| Where' s my God and where' s my money? | |
| Unreal values, crass distortion | |
| Unwed mothers need abortion | |
| Kind of brings to mind ol' young King Tut He did it now | |
| Tried to make it real compared to what?! | |
| Music break | |
| Tryin' to make it real compared to what? | |
| spoken | |
| Donald Dean, Leroy Vinnegar, Benny Bailey, Eddie Harris |