Released on November 10, 2016

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[Verse 1: JAB]

Look

I'm here just sitting in my cube calculating my taxes

Wondering who the heck ain't banging the lapse

It's just funny how the rich keep getting richer

The poor remain still poor and the middle class get the axe

We gotta pay for the man and pay for their plans

When ain't nothing working out while we pray for a change

I'm tired of cutting corners just to live a life I want

While the system carries on to be society's bane

Tax deducted at source. We're paying extra at the stores

While the big biz that run them are evading in crores. But of course

They're working hand in glove with the government and are cleaving like a carnivore

At all the money that is mine and yours. Them big dinosaurs

When we be struggling, avoiding hustling and saving money while they try and force

And make you and me pay-up for their big trips and diamond stones


[Chorus: Catherine Claret Harry]

I 'm gonna rise above the tide

Break free of all this stride

Its a legion that I fight

And it won't hold me where I was found


[Verse2: JAB]

See

I'm shifting houses every now and then, can't afford my own

Buy a ride, living large, everything is on a loan

Saving up for down-payment on a 90 lakh crib

3BHK, on the top floor be where I wanna live

Modular kitchen topped off with veneer

Rooms replete with my globe-trotting souvenirs

While I'm fighting online for freedom in Kashmir

I'm stuck here, paying EMI for twenty years

A modern-day slave, sweating it night and day

To pay off debts with more than half of what I get paid

9-to-5ing then 7-to-11ing with breaks

In cubes looking like a maze, ain't cool working holidays

I give to Caesar what is due to him, I'm not the one who's lootin him

I ain't cribbing, what do I get for what I'm paying him?

Them crony-capitalists, he's entertaining 'em

The poor are just for propaganda, he's just playing 'em


[Chorus: Catherine Claret Harry]

I 'm gonna rise above the tide

Break free of all this stride

Its a legion that I fight

And it won't hold me where I was found


I can't bridge this distance between reason and reality

I'm a sheep in a wolf's clothing fighting for my existence

I wait for my turn that justice will rise to meet me

But I'll carry on, carry on, carry on


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