Unique Digital track from the class of '87 with a ska feel to it, some mournful sounding synths and some of the most powerful, impassioned sufferers lyrics you've ever heard, sung in the most soulful manner by the master Bob Andy. It truly sounds like things are reaching an unbearable level of crisis in Jamaica in this song:
'The harder I work, is the poorer I get
That don’t make sense to me!
I’m getting so skinny the way that I fret
Hunger is an offence to me!'
The lyrics are so good I took the trouble of transcribing the whole song for you:
'You think its a joke, its no joke
What this life is all about
You think its the dope I smoke?
See me, I’m putting it out - tell you!
Things are, getting dread
Hunger is gonna kill some people dead
Prices gone outta reach
Even the preacher can’t afford to preach
The cost of living is running away
(White school?) is here to stay?
And rising, uprising up more every day
That I am forced to say
You think its a joke, its no joke
What this life is all about
You think its the dope that I smoke? Well
See me, I’m putting it out, tell you!
Things are really bad,
A lot of people now are going mad
Cant make the mornings rate
And thats stirring up a lot of hate
The children are absent from school everyday
Four more teachers can’t get more pay
The health of the nation is under decay
Doctors and nurses say
You think its a joke? (X4)
I’m not laughing
I ain’t skinning up, I ain’t grinning
You think its a joke, its no joke
What this livity is all about,
You think its the dope I smoke? Well
See here, Im putting it out, Tell you!
Things are gotten out of hand
Somebody’s gonna give a count
Where is the one with the master plan?
I want my pay - the full amount
The harder I work, is the poorer I get
That doesn’t make sense to me!
I’m getting so skinny the way that I fret
Hunger is an offence to me!
You think its a joke (X4)
I’m not laughing!
If you see me skinny ain’t grinning
If you find me funny its because I want some money (X2)
I’m not joking'
