Текст песни Sarah Vaughan - Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler)*

Rockets, moon shotsSpend it on the have notsMoney, we make it‘Fore we see it you take itOh, make you wanna hollerThe way they do my lifeMake me wanna hollerThe way they do my lifeThis ain't livin', this ain't livin'No, no baby, this ain't livin'No, no, noInflation no chanceTo increase financeBills pile up sky highSend that boy off to die [2x:]Make me wanna hollerThe way they do my lifeHang ups, let downs

Bad breaks, set backsNatural fact isI can't pay my taxesOh, make me wanna hollerAnd throw up both my handsYea, it makes me wanna hollerAnd throw up both my hands Crime is increasingTrigger happy policingPanic is spreadingGod know where we're headingOh, make me wanna hollerThey don't understand Mother, motherEverybody thinks we're wrongWho are they to judge usSimply cause we wear our hair long* – Кавер на композицию Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler) в оригинальном исполнении Marvin Gaye
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