Written and composed and arranged by: Cecil ‘Cepeke’ Lake
Sung by: Baptiste Wallace
I’ve been working night and day
For the same ole salary
Although I get pay
It makes me angry
Food prices in the shop
Never ever drop
inflation on my heels
Can only eat one meal
Chorus:
Wanna cry, Wanna cry, Wanna cry, Wanna cry
Can’t take it no more
What am I, What am I, What am I, What am I
What am working for
Dracula- Take you money
Dracula- Suck your money
Dracula- Take you money
Dracula- Suck your money
I try to make a dollar from a fifty cents
In this Dracula system it makes no sense
Dracula- Tek you money
Dracula- Suck your money
Dracula- Tek you money
Dracula- Suck your money
Afraid the Dracula
Don’t like the Dracula
A fraid the Dracula
Don’t like the Dracula
I try to make amends
Budget wisely
No luxuries
Only necessities
Man a baal
Utilities tek all
Can’t stretch the dollar
Any further.
Chorus
I check the Central Bank
For information
Dwight Venner was frank
It’s a damning situation
The talk on the street
Can’t make ends meet
Money have no value
No use to me and you.
Chorus