No Use For A Name - The Daily Grind

another morning and I'm awake
the same old thing on a different day
i want to drive but my tank is dry
the ground is wet with rain
greedy people are pushing me
needy people in misery
it's a push and shove community
but how the hell can i complain

on the other side of town
people are sleeping on the ground
look not far and you will find
a tragedy, the daily grind

seems like when the times are tough
that hope is down and the price goes up
there's not enough jobs to fill a cup
and the streets are filled with shame
here i am in a traffic jam
and ugly faces stare me down
they call this the right side of town
but still i can't complain

on the other side of town
people are sleeping on the ground
fight the wars that can't be won
tell me of a boy - with a gun
look not far and you will find
a tragedy, the daily grind