Verse- My brother can’t get satisfaction.

Sisters trying to get a reaction.

People talking about selection.

There’s no love and no loving connection.

Monies tight, It’s too tight.

Poverty, well that’s not right.

I can’t lighten up my home.

I can’t warm my cold cold bones.

Chorus- Try and dance away my blues.

Wearing holes in my dancing shoes.

They cut away at my heart and soul.

Putting me down in the deep deep hole.

Verse- Brother talks about taking action.

Sister says, where’s the compassion.

Thinking upon reflection.

Identify myself at this election.

Monies tight, It’s too tight.

Poverty, well that’s not right.

I can’t lighten up my home.

Trying hard to warm my cold cold bones.

Chorus – As above.

Verse- We gotta stand together.

The way is now. It’s now not never.

I’ve got a voice and going to use it.

I’ll walk the walk and yes i’ll prove it.

Because monies tight it’s too tight.

Poverty, that’s just not right.

I can’t lighten up my home.

I can’t warm my cold cold bones.

Chorus x2