G. Love & Special Sauce (G. Love and Special Sauce) - This Ain't Living lyrics

This town's so hype it's got sould As a Philly cat I'm with the roll And the swing of my things How they work like clockwork Tick tock tick tock Times always lurking in your head Got to go to work and get fed That man didn't eat but he goes to sleep Gets up at dawn not to see the sunrise But because it's too damn cold outside Underneat the bridge they punp the city's bilge Into the alley they sweep the city's filth The flowers wilt the flowers wilt Don't tell me about no game Cause that is a man And his family Revolution family Look at the family Dig the family They're living the wrong way Can't get nothing Don't get nothing all they wanted was Something like a job - mercy mercy But its robbed - mercy mercy And there's so many street side Beggars and disabled veterans Gla**-eyed and peddling Drunk and just meddling So you conclude it's their fault They like the street they must like the asphalt But that is man woman and children The system has stalled shelter's home That's not what I call it I call it bad health Some say help themselves Yo if you you gots it Every hundred people a dollar in change Every hundred people a dollar in change This ain't living This ain't living Oh no You know it's rough, had enough of holding a Cup full of spare change The doctor diagnosed me as a Dome full of bad brains So, toe to toe with employers Cause they're telling me no Hooked on prescription d** So I stay broke, I'd run away But you can't run away from Yourself or your health so I deal with the cards that I'm dealt Tweet-a-leet-leet The morning bird sounding sweet Though I sleep on the streets I have a feeling I'm free From society's hand picked hypocrisy Mercy mercy don't give a damn for me Mercy mercy now what am I going to eat Peek through the windows of the restaurant People eating caviar fifty bucks on lunch A hand-me-down meal Full of god knows what Put it away in my gut Quick and then I wonder Why I'm sick, brick for brick I know the city like my hand print Just a pit in the gutter Of a skid-row ditch But I'll survive the pain Let me know I'm alive But I still feel that This ain't living Check my beat dig they rhythm Me belly full but me hungry so I fill it Once I start gaining taxes start taking Cause the governments perfected funk faking Breaking me down striking me down What goes around comes around but I keep rising seeing through the lies and The surprise comes when I see myself The music I felt I'm on This ain't living This ain't living Oh no