Lyrics

It's cradle to the grave, so be good to each other And try to be brave Oh, Mama, I don't know I'm as cold as ice and I don't wanna do no favors You can live your life like a prodigal son A wandering ace, you ain't got no one To roll the dice Try and keep your hat on People get ready, there's a big ship coming I felt the fire, now it's down among us Walked on wires, tried to be humble People get ready, now you know the deal It's in high cotton or it's run like Hell No way to fake it No way to get around it Brother, you found it Down in Hardlytown Now they do ya They say we'll understand it better some day Aw, who was it said that? They never worked a day They never worked an hour They want to make him king While you're breaking your back like a slave So forward, children—never back down What used to hurt you can't hurt you now The world feels broken, I ain't joking, babe Never back down People get ready, there's a big ship coming I felt the fire, now it's down among us I've been a liar, I wanna get honest People get ready, thanks for coming 'round You try to play quiet but they drown you out You play a little louder, it's ten bucks an hour You work like Hell Down in Hardlytown Now they do ya
Writer(s): Michael Carrington Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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