I'm poor, for sure,
I've been on the floor,
I've not answered the bailiffs knock on me door,
I'm class, not brass,
I break my ***,
I ignore the taps on me window glass,
I'm not claiming, but I'm blaming,
The governments failing,
I've got a job,
A few bob,
But it doesn't put food in me gob,
No frills, just bills,
Poverty KILLS,
I heed to greed,
It's just food that I need,
No security for the majority,
Unless you win the lottery,
In a boat that's just afloat,
As the rope gets tighter around our throat,
Where's the justice, for the helpless,
From the rulers who are selfish,
What's it for, it's not life, its war,
Coz were all poor,
Not answering our door,
We've all been on the floor,
But no more, no more..... no more.