Everybody in the city knows the farmer is poor
But still we complain when we go to the store
This milk is too pricey I cannot afford
There are some in the city with a mortgage on their home
And a credit card for paying for all the things that they own
Stealing pennies from the farmer to pay the interest on their loans
Everybody in the city knows the farmer is poor
But still we complain when we go to the store
These eggs are too pricey I cannot afford