Lyrics:

Each and everyday time is getting harder
Some of them a halla some a bawl
Each and everyday time is getting harder
Some of them a halla some a bawl

They can't get no food to eat
Can't get no clothes to wear
Nowhere to lay their weary head
They go to bed with wants
And them wake up with him need
Some of them a halla some a bawl

Working man want this
Working man want that
Lazy man him want it just the same
We got to make effort
To get what necessities, Lord!

Some of them a halla some a bawl

You forward to the market
To make a small purchase
Every item rise up sky high
The longer you live the more you got to pay Lord
Some of them a halla some a bawl

[...Joseph talking...]

Can't get no food to eat
Can't get no clothes to wear
Nowhere to lay their weary head
Go to bed with wants
And them wake up with give me
Some of them a halla some a bawl

People are dying;
Little babies are crying
Their heart carries no sympathy!
So think about the greedy
They leave nothing for the needy

Some of them a halla some a bawl

What about taxation
Plan up in creation
Some of them a halla some a bawl

You call for it then
You'd surely get it
Be careful what you are praying for

Each and everyday time is getting harder
Some of them a halla some a bawl
Each and everyday time is getting harder
Some of them a halla some a bawl

Dirty clothes they wear
Dirty clothes is the system
No money in some pocket

Some depend on girlfriends
Some depend on boyfriends