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Poor Nurse Betty

It’s hard to get ahead

Poor Nurse Betty

The Government is chanting concession, my wallet is yelling recession.
Every dollar we make, thirty cents they take.
From the time we lift our head until we go to bed.

it’s hard to get ahead, it’s hard to get ahead

Just ask Nurse Betty, her purse was nice and heavy.
Until they took half, she’s still doing the math.
From the time she clocks in, until she clocks out.
They are ready and steady with their hands out.

it’s hard to get ahead, it’s hard to get ahead

The Government is chanting concession, our country is yelling recession.
From the time we are born, until we are dead.
They want us in the red, we gotta keep them fed.

it’s hard to get ahead, it’s hard to get ahead

Or what about Mr. and Mrs. Wilson?
They finally got to retire last year.
Thanking God they saved every penny.
Because social security is barely enough to scrape by.

 it’s hard to get ahead, it’s hard to get ahead 

The Government is chanting concession, us taxpayers are yelling recession.
I think we need another tea party.
They keep adding to all of our sorrows.
Meanwhile they cut breaks for the wealthy. 

it’s hard to get ahead, it’s hard to get ahead

 

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Jim "The Lad" ....

We have a sick nation for sure!.....................................................................Jim

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.Rob

Yes. We certainly do. The middle class is becoming a part of the past it seems. 

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K.G. Munro

Working but never having anything to show for it, it really defeats the whole purpose. Excellent write.

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.Rob

I could not agree more, I have always lived by the saying “ we’re not here for a long time but rather a good time” life is to short, we should be able to enjoy it. 

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