Lyrics:

Well I look out of my windowI see the morning cold and greyI look out of my windowI see the morning cold and greyI
told you so many years agoThey're all gonna end up, end up this wayWell the fat man took my moneyAnd the daughter won't giv
e it backThe fat man took my moneySons and daughters won't give it backPut my family out on the streetPut my marriage on th
e rackWell they steal your waterAnd if you want some you got to payThe greenies point their fingersThe people know better
they don't listen what they sayThey live in fear and frustrationOh their crappy lives why should they give a toss anywayNin
eties bluesNineties bluesNineties blues