The rich gettin' richer While the poor man plays a song The way that we struggle Makes it hard to carry on And make way for a future looking dark, yeah
Tell me it's alright Tell me we did nothing wrong The powers that be Make it tough to sing a song Throwing everything that's been given us away, yeah
I got a feelin' things'll get worse Before they get better I got a feelin' things'll get worse Before they get better
And I want home, yeah I want home Yeah, I want home Yeah Alright
And people have no faith Snuffing out the flames That will never be replaced And I could use a little light right now You can tell me to You tell me not to say That we're gonna be the ones to dig our own grave, yeah
I got a feeeeeliiin', (Things'll get worse before they get better) Things are gonna get worse before they get better
And I want home, yeah Oh, home, yeah Oh get me home! Yeah I want home Oh get me home! Yeah I want home
I got a feelin' thing'll get worse Before they get better
