RAMSHACKLE WORLD

Words and music by Ez Jon Erikson © copyright 1998

Greed corruption, tryin' to get rich fast

Possess everything now, hurry while stocks last

Immoral frustration, nymphomania

Psychotic behaviour, schizophrenia

Bosses say times are hard, tough world out there

No money in the pot to go round

Yet they line their own pockets as we tighten our belts

But just how far can we stretch each pound

 

No justice in this ramshackle world

I said no justice in this ramshackle world

 

Intoxicated red faced downtrodden man

Tattered rummaging through the garbage can

Excuse me sir if you've a heart could you spare me 10p?

On the road, I'm desperate, it's for a cup of tea

 

An inapt inauspicious world

Corrupt reach the zenith, crime seems to pay

We suffer in silence 'cause if money talks

Then the poor have little to say

 

On the corner the man shouts "evenin' news"

Optimistic headlines are overdue

Grievance of those who are long denied

Justice in a ramshackle world has died