The Daily Grind — текст песни (no use for a name)

Another morning and I`m awake
The same old thing but a different day
I want to drive but my tank is dry
The ground is wet with rain
Greedy people are pushing me
Needy people in misery
It`s a push and shove community
But how the hell can I complain
On the other side of town
People are sleeping on the ground
Look not far and you will find
A tragedy, the daily grind

Seems like when the times are tough
That hope is down and the price goes up
There`s not enough jobs to fill a cup
And the streets are filled with shame
Here I am in a traffic jam
And ugly faces stare me down
And they call this the right side of town
But still I can`t complain