Inner City Blues

Maria Muldaur

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Dah, dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah, dah

Rockets, Moon shots
Spend it on the have nots
Money, we make it
'Fore we see it you take it
Oh, make you wanna holler

The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
This ain't livin', this ain't livin'
No, no baby, this ain't livin'
No, no, no

Inflation no chance
To increase finance
Bills pile up sky high
Send that boy off to die
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life

Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Hang ups, let downs
Bad breaks, set backs

Natural fact is
I can't pay my taxes
Oh, make me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands
Yea, it makes me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands
Crime is increasing
Trigger happy policing
Panic is spreading

God knows where we're heading
Oh, make me wanna holler
They don't understand

Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah
Dah, dah, dah

Mother, mother
Everybody thinks we're wrong
Who are they to judge us
Simply cause we wear our hair long