"Inequality Street" as written by and Walkyier Stephen Ramsey....
Life's really a chocolate box
Some do without, others have plenty.
It sticks in my throat, my stomach's in knots,
While your box is so full, mine's perpetually empty.

From the cradle to the grave,
Point your ladle to the gravy.
"Food comes first, then morals" they say,
The end of the world's three hot meals away.

Two average men eat their average meals
But destiny waits at their table.
One is served gruel while the other chews veal,
(But they're both spoon fed lies, lies from the cradle).

Life's really a chocolate box,
Some do without, others have plenty.
It sticks in my throat, my stomach's in knots,
While your box is so full, mine's perpetually empty.

It sticks in my throat, my stomach's in knots,
While your box is so full, mine's perpetually empty.

Tragic moments for the masses
Work is the curse of the drinking classes
"Homo homini lupus" we cry
Humanity fades like the moon in the sky.

You can't cook an omlette without breaking eggs,
(First they are cracked and then beaten).
The only things cracked around here are our heads,
Recepies for disaster that we keep repeating.

Life's really a chocolate box,
Some do without, others have plenty.
It sticks in my throat, my stomach's in knots,
While your box is so full, mine's perpetually empty.

It sticks in my throat, my stomach's in knots,
While your box is so full, mine's perpetually empty.

Here's a real beggars banquet,
A brace of rats in a blood stained blanket.
Meanwhile, gentlefolk high in their chateau,
Dip silver spoons into black forest gateau.

Come lords and ladies, raise glasses in toast
To the "other-half" dying to eat.
'Cause they who receive feast deserve it the most,
It's a literal dead-end (Inequality Street).

Life's really a chocolate box,
Some do without, others have plenty.
It sticks in my throat, my stomach's in knots,
While your box is so full, mine's perpetually empty.

Life's really a chocolate box,
Some do without, others have plenty.
It sticks in my throat, my stomach's in knots,
While your box is so full, mine's perpetually empty.

It sticks in my throat, my stomach's in knots,
While your box is so full, mine's perpetually empty.


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"Inequality Street" as written by Stephen Ramsey Martin Walkyier

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    General CommentIncredibly written by Walkyier.

    I think it's pretty straightforward and sarcastic - especially if anyone's ever seen the music video. The song begins depicting two different images - the poor, who struggle to eat, and the wealthy, who don't even realize the poor exist.

    As in true Walkyier sarcastic form, he speaks from the point of view of the poor man, but adds the last line - 'Cause they who receive feast deserve it the most' - making a statement that those who are poor are so because they choose not to advance themselves. The video shows this as well.

    Another point of interest is the line: "Raise glasses in toast to the 'other-half' dying to eat." Walkyier loves these play-on-words and this has to do with both the "other half" being the poor and "half-dying to eat", which is what the poor are.
    SeppoIlmarinenon January 19, 2007   Link
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    General CommentIt's not "they who receive feast deserve it the most", it's "they who receive least deserve it the most". Which is pretty clear.
    Tobsteron February 27, 2008   Link
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    General CommentThat's correct, it is "least." I'm not sure if I agree with that line 100%--though I do agree with the opposite, that those who receive most deserve it the least.

    As a highly unsuccessful band for many years, Skyclad lyrics about poverty and even hunger are written from personal experience.
    TwilightRealmon March 01, 2009   Link

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