Inner City Blues

Rockets and moonshots
Spend it on the have-nots
Money, we make it
Before we see it, you take it

Make me want to holler
The way they do my life
Make me want to holler
The way they do my life
This ain't livin'

Inflation and no chance
To increase my finance
Bills pile up sky high
Send that boy off to die

Make me want to holler
Throw up both my hands
Make me want to holler
Throw up both my hands
Oh, won't you listen to me

Hang-ups, letdowns
Bad breaks, setbacks
Natural fact is
That i can't pay my taxes

Crime is increasing
Trigger-happy policing
Panic keeps on spreading
And god knows where we're heading