Uncle Scam
you're no uncle to me
i earn my money and you take it away
you're just another word for organized crime-
who says that crime don't pay?
i work every day in the american way-
and what do i get?
a little bit farther behind
a little bit further in debt
and i can't get ahead of the bills-
no matter how hard i try
well who do you think you are
jerkin'me 'round and takin' all my pie
you got to pay rent,cable and lights
and the telephone too
and it costs about an arm and a leg-
just to drive my car
so by the end of the month i'm kinda feeling the crunch
don't know if i'll make it through
'cause on what i earn and what you keep on burnin'
i aint gonna get too far
and you're no uncle to me
i earn my money and you take it away
you're just another word for organized crime
who says that crime don't pay?
knowing how the economy is
you can't help expecting the worst
when your cash flow is blowin away-
like a leaf in a breeze
meanwhile i'm still in the race but it looks like the rats-
are gonna be coming in first
all i can say is-
brother can ya spare a piece of cheese?
and you're no uncle to me
i earn my money and you take it away
you're just another word for organized crime-
who says that crime don't pay?
Copyright © Rob Metcalf | Year Posted 2011
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