The working class
Times are hard so full of obstacles for us to fall over
money is the key to happiness
That is what is burnt into the heads of our youths
how hard it is to make it now when big shots fall and us class the low class pay for it
Money never spent by people now coming out of their already empty pockets
nothing left but dust digging deep into the corners surviving another day
The working class hero now just a man of his crumbling house the house he kept over the heads of his children all small and fading away
Is there a cloud one cloud with a silver lining to save us to give us light
take us out of this cold night
pull back my covers and see smiles that go from ear to ear
waiting for the news I hope I will live to hear.......
money is the key to happiness
That is what is burnt into the heads of our youths
how hard it is to make it now when big shots fall and us class the low class pay for it
Money never spent by people now coming out of their already empty pockets
nothing left but dust digging deep into the corners surviving another day
The working class hero now just a man of his crumbling house the house he kept over the heads of his children all small and fading away
Is there a cloud one cloud with a silver lining to save us to give us light
take us out of this cold night
pull back my covers and see smiles that go from ear to ear
waiting for the news I hope I will live to hear.......