Singer:etta james
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
way they do my life
this ain't livin'
no
baby
inflation
no chance
to increase the finance
bills piled up sky high
send that boy off to die
hang ups
let downs
bad breaks
set backs
natural fact is
honey that
i can't pay my taxes
throw up both my hands
yeah
it makes me wanna holler
crime is increasing
trigger happy policing
panic is spreading
god knows where we're heading
throw up my hands