I found a few complaints on the rising cost of living in general (not in the DT, it seems):

'A sorrowful lamentation on the recent price increases on ales, wines and spirits'
to the tune Olaim Puins (The Humours of the King of Ballyhooley)
Jimmy Crowley
on 'The Boys of Fair Hill', 1977 - sorry, no words.

'Twelve and a Tanner A Bottle^^'
Will Fyffe
sung by Hamish Imlach on 'Ballads of Booze', 1969, and 'I Was Born In Glasgow', 1991.

It's twelve and a tanner a bottle
That's what it's costin' today
Twelve and a tanner a bottle
Man it tak's a' your pleasure away
Afore ye can hae a wee drappie
You have to spend a' that you've got
How can a fella be happy
When happiness costs such a lot

It's really high time something was done
To alter the way the country is run
They're no daein' things the way that they should
Just take for instance the price of the food

There's taxes on this, taxes on that
While the people grow lean, the officials grow fat
You have to admit it's a bit underhand
Puttin' a tax on the breath of the land

I used to meet old pals o' mine
When whisky was cheap, went doon like wine
Noo I don't see them I'm sorry to tell
I slip roon' the corner and drink by masel'

On which Ewan MacColl and Peggy Seeger have this to say:
[1986:] On 19 April 1920, the price of a bottle of whisky rose from ten shillings and sixpence to twelve and six. On 27 September 1939 the price rose again, this time to fourteen shillings and threepence. The song was obviously made during that period. (MacColl/Seeger, Till Doomsday in the Afternoon 274)

'Yesterday's Bread^^'
Harvey Andrews, on 'P.G.' (1987)

'Cause yesterday's gone and yesterday's heroes
Are queueing for yesterday's bread

They've opened a shop at the end of our street
And me mom says, Aer kid, it's a hard one to beat
Us old uns are queueing and dancing our jigs
To buy yesterday's bread they once fed to the pigs

It's only half price for the old staley loaves
And I'm there in the queue with some right funny coves
There's Harry the Bagman who fought in Korea
And he spends what he saves on a half pint of beer

There's Aggie next door, well she's eighty and three
And she's walked to the queue and she's chatting to me
She stands in her frame at the back of the line
Just like she used to do in nineteen twenty-nine

So I ate mom's bread pudding and said, See you soon
She said, Don't worry son, 'cause I'm over the moon
They're planning a new shop to give us a treat
Then the cats and the dogs won't get yesterday's meat

I'll try to avoid double-posting again. Unfortunately, my program switches right back to the main forum site after posting, so I don't know how to stop it yet. I've taken to switching off the moment I've posted. Bear with me, please. - Susanne