Marvin gaye inner city blues lyrics

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Dah-dah-la-la, da-da-dada-da-da Dah-dah-la-la, da-da-dada-da-da Dah-dah-la Rockets, moon shots Spend it on the have-not's Money, we make it Before we see it, you take it Oh, make me wanna holler The way they do my life Yeah Make me wanna holler The way they do my life This ain't living, this ain't living No, no baby, this ain't living No, no, no Inflation, no chance To increase finance Bills pile up sky high Send that boy off to die Oh, make me wanna holler The way they do my life He-ey-ey Make me wanna holler The way they do my life Oh, baby Hang ups, let downs Bad breaks, set backs Natural fact is Oh, honey that I can't pay my taxes Oh, make me wanna holler And throw up both my hands Yeah, it make me wanna holler And throw up both my hands Ow! Crime is Woo! increasing Trigger happy policing Panic is spreading God knows where we're heading Oh, baby Mother, mother Mother, mother Everybody thinks we're wrong Mother Who are they to judge us Mother, mother Simply because we wear our hair long Mother Uuuh! Ah-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya Ohh!

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Marvin Gaye Lyrics. Rockets, moon shots Spend it on the have-not's Money, we make it Before we see it, you take it Oh, make you want to holler The way they do my life Make me want to holler The way they do my life This ain't living, this ain't living No, no baby, this ain't living No, no, no Inflation no chance To increase finance Bills pile up sky high Send that boy off to die Make me want to holler The way they do my life Make me want to holler The way they do my life Hang ups, let downs Bad breaks, set backs Natural fact is I can't pay my taxes Make me want to holler And throw up both my hands Yeah, it makes me want to holler And throw up both my hands Crime is increasing Trigger happy policing Panic is spreading God knows where we're heading Mother, mother Everybody thinks we're wrong Who are they to judge us Simply because we wear our hair long. Submit Corrections. album: "What's Going On"