Fighting for Change

Gas went up again. Guess I'm walking to work. Insurance took my

payment, said it doesn't fucking cover the hurt. Oh.

Repo man creeping, I'm sleeping with the keys. Truck backed in the driveway so

he can't see me. Politicians on TV talking red and blue.

But is it rich versus poor? And we're the ones they screw. Both sides pointing

fingers like a goddamn game while we fight each other and they walk away.

Hide the truck. Kill the lights. Damn right I'm broke but I'm still gonna fight.

Raise that voice. Beat that drum. We ain't backing down till the job gets done.