If you love mellow funk this is it. Marvin Gaye's Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler), a 1971 composition, pulls the heartstrings because this song is a poignant plea for attention to the problems faced by America's urban areas, as well as a call for help.
Rockets, moon shots
Spend it on the have nots
Money, we make it
Fore we see it you take it
Oh, make you wanna holler
The way they do my life
This ain't livin', This ain't livin'
Inflation no chance
To increase finance
Bills pile up sky high
Send that boy off to die
Hang ups, let downs
Bad breaks, set backs
Natural fact is
I can't pay my tax
Mother, mother
Everybody thinks we're wrong
Who are they to judge us
Simply cause we wear our hair long
(This song is the 3rd and final single from Gaye's album, What's Goin On)
The lyrics vividly depict life in the bleak ghettos of inner-city America and how such an existence makes them question the people who are in charge. Their predicament was real.
I wonder if the complainin' and grievances of Singaporeans can be effectively transcribed into a song. Maybe a local composer from our sunny island can compose a song too, entitled: Many Doin' Nothin' But Just Complainin'.
Meantime an edited version of the Marvin Gaye and James Nyx hit, Inner City Blues:Rockets, moon shots
Spend it on the have nots
Money, we make it
Fore we see it you take it
Oh, make you wanna holler
The way they do my life
This ain't livin', This ain't livin'
Inflation no chance
To increase finance
Bills pile up sky high
Send that boy off to die
Hang ups, let downs
Bad breaks, set backs
Natural fact is
I can't pay my tax
Mother, mother
Everybody thinks we're wrong
Who are they to judge us
Simply cause we wear our hair long
(This song is the 3rd and final single from Gaye's album, What's Goin On)
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