Getting Screwed

I'm bustin my redneck for each dollar of my paycheck|To turn around and watch it dissapear into thin air||No one can tell me, no slick willie try to sell me| On the notion that I'm getting my share fair and square||I'm in the land of plenty, and there's never quit enough |I'm pinchin every penny and this just ain't addin' up||Chorus|I got 1 car 2 jobs 3 kids 4 months of bills|Got heartache, backbreak, can't pay for the magic pills||Half of what I make, the tax man takes,|The tax man takes most of what I make |And I still owe the Devil his due||I'm Just a hard workin Blue Collar Dude - UHH|Gettin Screwed||The rich man got his money and them diamond drippin honey|And the Hummer that costs more than the house I'd like to buy||Uncle Sam must be jokin, I don't know what he's been smokin'|Sayin we all getting' equal heapin' helpin's of the pie||They swimmin' at the country club barkin' with the big dogs|And I'm barely treadin water and croakin like a Bull frog ||Bridge|Getting Screwed to the wall, robbin Peter to pay Paul|They whip me like a rented mule, but I'm just to proud to fall||I'm in the land of plenty, burt I'm pinchin every penny|While the government tis telling me I'm getting my fair share||I try to climb this mountain but the bills just keep on pilin'|They poke me with the short end and expect me to be smilin'||I try to climb this mountain but the bills just keep on pilin'|They poke me with the short end and expect me to be smilin'||Honest days work'man, dirt on my hands||Die, fly, high, lie, my, pie, try, ||Sayin||There ain't nothing in the bank account, and dust in my wallet|If that ain't livin' down and out, what would you call it||Keep slippin off the ladder||Tax bracket|Makes me wanna cry|There's no reason left to try||But we all just smile and grin|Wait to 'take it again||Where is it written that a man can't be forgiven|For missin a payment when the money just ain't there||Line, the man keeps blowin' sunshine|