Gettin' Screwed

I'm busting my redneck
For each dollar of my pay cheque
Just to turn around and watch it
Disappear into thin air
No one can tell me
No slick willie tryin to sell me
Of the notion that I'm gettin my share
Fair and square

Well I'm in the land of plenty
And there's never quite enough
I'm pinching every penny
And there's just??????

I got one car two jobs
3 kids and 4 months of bills
I got heartache backbreak
Can't pay for the magic pills

Half of what I make the taxman takes
and I still owe the devil his due
Just a hard working blue collar dude
Gettin' Screwed.
(End)

Well the rich man's got his money
And his diamond drippin honies
And that rhyme that cost more
Than the house I'd like to buy

Uncle Sam must be jokin
I don't know what he's been smokin
If he thinks that we're all getting
Equal helpings of the pie

Their down there at the country club
Swimming with the big dogs
I'm barely treading water
And I'm croaking like a bull frog

I got one car two jobs
3 kids and 4 months of bills
I got heartache backbreak
Can't pay for the magic pills

Half of what I make the taxman takes
and I still owe the devil his due
Just a hard working blue collar dude
(End)

Gettin screwed to the wall
Robbing Peter to pay Paul
They whipped me like a???
And I'm just to proud to fall

(Guitar Solo)

I got one car two jobs
3 kids and 4 months of bills
I got heartache backbreak
Can't pay for the magic pills

Half of what I make the taxman takes
and I still owe the devil his due
Just a hard working blue collar dude

I got one car
2 jobs
3 kids
4 months of bills
I got heartache
Backbreak
Can't pay
For the magic pills

Half of what I make the taxman takes
and I still owe the devil his due
Just a hard working blue collar dude
Gettin' Screwed
I'm gettin' screwed



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Byrne, Jason Mccoy, Cla Bellamy, Robert Ellis Orrall, Corbe Frasz
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