Inner City Blues Songtext
von Molly Johnson

Rockets, moon shots
Spend it on, the have nots
Money, we make it
Fore we see it you take it

Oh, make me wanna holler
Way you do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way you 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 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, no

Hang ups, let down
Bad breaks, set backs
Natural, fact is
I can′t pay my, taxes

Woah, make me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands
Make me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands

Crime is, increasin'
Trigger happy, policin' (good god)
Panic, is spreading
God knows where, we′re heading

Oh, make me wanna holler
They just don′t understand, hey hey
Make me wanna holler
They justdon't understand
This ain′t livin', this ain′t livin'
No, no baby, this ain′t livin'
No, no, no, no


This ain't livin′, this ain′t livin'
This ain′t livin', this ain′t livin'
This ain′t livin', this ain't livin′
This ain′t livin', this ain′t livin'