Empty Wallet Blues
Yeah,
yeah
Check the bank account again
Nothing there but dust
Working forty hours just to pay for the room
Every single morning under shadows of gloom Got a college degree but
I'm sweeping the floor And the landlord is knocking on my rotting
front door
(what's next?)
I put my sweat in the dirt but there's nothing to show
Just a pocket of air where the green used to grow
And they tell me that the grind is gonna set me free
But I'm drowning in the system of the currency
We are breaking our backs for pennies on the dime Trading our
lives for a fraction of time No we can't pay the rent,
no we can't buy the bread Just a mountain of bills and
a heavy, heavy head
(heavy
head)
They got billions in the bank while we struggle to eat Buying
houses on the hill while we sleep on the street
Inflation is a monster chewing up what remains Every paycheck is smaller
but we still got the chains (still bound)
No savings, no safety,
no room left to breathe Just a hand-to-mouth cycle that we cannot
leave
We are breaking our backs for pennies on the dime
Trading our lives for a fraction of time
No we can't pay the rent,
no we can't buy the bread Just a mountain of bills and
a heavy, heavy head (heavy head)
Nothing left but dust
Yeah
How we supposed to survive?