Struggling

Lyrics by: Nora Freeman
Gaggle: NYC Metro
Tune: Food Glorious Food

I’m a single mom of threeTheir dad died “accidentally”
On the job in construc….tion
Now all three need counseling
Their school said try a private shrink
There’s been a budget reduc…tion
One’s cutting school, and another gets drunk
And the youngest just stays home and weeps
I have to work to pay the rent
So I’m home mostly when they’re sleep….ing  [anticipate]

There’s not enough food
Even with my three jobs
I try not to be rude [anticipate]
But it’s food stamps or we starve

Wendy’s, Walmart and Burger King
Are my employers
The wages that they’re paying
Make them my exploiters

Neighbors whisper that I’m
Not much of a mother
Some say it is time [anticipate]
To place my kids with another

All my life I tried and tried
To do what you’re supposed to
Now I’m stuck in this plight
This is what I’m reduced to

Being poor
Isn’t a crime
Turning your backs
That’s the REAL crime!