Louis Rosen

Lyrics

4. THE MIDDLE-CLASS (USED TO BE) BLUES (Music & Lyric by Louis Rosen)

My rent's not paid
And my pay's been docked
And what my doctor told me
Well, it left me kind of shocked
He said, "I read about your condition in the news
You've got those 'Used To Be In The Middle-Class' Blues"

My shoes need soles
And my soul needs love
But my love needs money
Like a cold hand needs a glove
So it's shoes or love, I guess I gotta choose
Got those "Used To Be In The Middle-Class" Blues

The I.R.S. expects its money C.O.D.
My I.R.A., all I can say is R.I.P.
Those bank stocks that I banked on
They've gone up in smoke
My broker called today to say,
"You're broker than broke"

Doctor, fix me up
'Cause this fix I'm in
Has me back in drink
And the ice is getting thin
See, I'm losing ground
But I've got no ground to lose
Got those "Used To Be In The Middle-Class" Blues

My son's 529 Plan's going M.I.A
My pulse rate is the opposite of A.O.K.
I see rows and rows of red ink
Where there once was black
Stare into the abyss too long
It's gonna stare back

Got to find some cook
Who can cook my books
Like those Wall Street analysts
And mortgage lending crooks
Lots of laws and regulations to abuse
And I'm sick to death of writing I.O.U.'s
Got those "Used To Be In The Middle-Class
Mad as hell, you can bet your ___"
"Used To Be In The Middle-Class" Blues

© 2009 by Louis Rosen, Lullwater Music, ASCAP