The Cost of Living Is Killing Me

In this free country, Where nothing is free, The cost of living is-a killing me (Murder murder murder) First thing everybody working and serves in the dirt And the worst thing's we're tightening our purse strings, All smiles on the surface we're tired and they've cursed us, Wild like a lion but confined to the circus Sisters and my brothers, Those who stand above us plan to ruckus, 50 million sufferers in 33 boroughs, Taxing us for labour and then claiming that they love us, Rage I feel the pain of minimum wage is snakes and ladders, But the aim of the game is to Stay sane (stay sane), Get paid (get paid), And again (and again) And again smuggle all my hopes and dreams in the drain And my name aint bill murray but I feel I'm living in a groundhog day, Money money money makes the world okay But it's funny because I don't know if I feel that way. In this free country, Where nothing is free, The cost of living is-a killing me (Murder murder murder) In this free country, Where nothing is free, The cost of living is-a killing me (Murder murder murder) - One fan's better? - Though i don't want to set up? - Lieing in a jungle? - A pirahna getting wetter? Struggling to keep from slipping down down down And all around they whisper and they sound sound sound I'm hit I hear you feel me but i know your daily struggle Cos i watch it from my window and regret As i hear the cries of murder murder murder Lions on a murder murder murder In this free country, Where nothing is free, The cost of living is-a killing me (Murder murder murder) In this free country, Where nothing is free, The cost of living is-a killing me (Murder murder murder) Killing me Killing me The cost of living is-a killing me (Murder murder murder) All i really need Is enough to get by I never had the want for anything more You can call me a fool But your way is too cruel And i wont be falling in line Ooo Smiles on the surface We're tired and they've cursed us Wild like a lion but confined to the circus In this free country, Where nothing is free, The cost of living is-a killing me (Murder murder murder) In this free country, Where nothing is free, The cost of living is-a killing me (Murder murder murder)