Each to their Own

Here's one from the late 70s, just before I was forced to call it quits;

Each To Their Own-
Take an eye for an eye- a tooth for a tooth
Solitude for misery and depression for truth

I’ll dig and build
You clean and grill’d
Sounds fair to me
Sounds fair to thee

What’s the point in selling all I have for less?
These suits only care for money, politics, the mess

Leave to man, what is man’s
And all else for the clan
Just pray for the pay
We know that A is just A

Tell the man to get off my back, it aint his place
Cos surely a man is entitled to the sweat on his face