Inner City Blues

Dah, dah, dah, dah

Dah, dah, dah-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 me want to holler

The way they do my life (yeah)

Make me want to 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, no

Inflation no chance

To increase finance

Bills pile up sky high

Send that boy off to die

Oh, make me want to holler

The way they do my life (duh, duh, duh)

Yeah, make me want to holler

The way they do my life

Oh, baby

Dah, dah, dah

Dah, dah, dah

Hang-ups, let downs

Bad breaks, set backs

Natural fact is

Oh honey that I can't pay my taxes

Oh, make me want to holler

And throw up both my hands

Yea, it make me want to holler

And throw up both my hands

Oh (ow) crime is (woo) increasing

Trigger happy policing

Panic is spreading

God knows where we're heading

Oh, make me want to 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