Joseph A Benjamin - 80C lyrics

[Verse 1: JAB] Look I'm here just sitting in my cube calculating my taxes Wondering who the heck ain't banging the lapse It's just funny how the rich keep getting richer The poor remain still poor and the middle cla** get the axe We gotta pay for the man and pay for their plans When ain't nothing working out while we pray for a change I'm tired of cutting corners just to live a life I want While the system carries on to be society's bane Tax deducted at source. We're paying extra at the stores While the big biz that run them are evading in crores. But of course They're working hand in glove with the government and are cleaving like a carnivore At all the money that is mine and yours. Them big dinosaurs When we be struggling, avoiding hustling and saving money while they try and force And make you and me pay-up for their big trips and diamond stones [Chorus: Catherine Claret Harry] I 'm gonna rise above the tide Break free of all this stride Its a legion that I fight And it won't hold me where I was found [Verse2: JAB] See I'm shifting houses every now and then, can't afford my own Buy a ride, living large, everything is on a loan Saving up for down-payment on a 90 lakh crib 3BHK, on the top floor be where I wanna live Modular kitchen topped off with veneer Rooms replete with my globe-trotting souvenirs While I'm fighting online for freedom in Kashmir I'm stuck here, paying EMI for twenty years A modern-day slave, sweating it night and day To pay off debts with more than half of what I get paid 9-to-5ing then 7-to-11ing with breaks In cubes looking like a maze, ain't cool working holidays I give to Caesar what is due to him, I'm not the one who's lootin him I ain't cribbing, what do I get for what I'm paying him? Them crony-capitalists, he's entertaining 'em The poor are just for propaganda, he's just playing 'em [Chorus: Catherine Claret Harry] I 'm gonna rise above the tide Break free of all this stride Its a legion that I fight And it won't hold me where I was found I can't bridge this distance between reason and reality I'm a sheep in a wolf's clothing fighting for my existence I wait for my turn that justice will rise to meet me But I'll carry on, carry on, carry on © 2016 Joseph A Benjamin. All rights reserved worldwide