Way down on the waterfront
Hunkering down and dreaming of your baby
Split town on a walkabout
Worrying now about the bills you gotta pay, man
Oh, They're piling up to break you
Oh, You've got nothing to do
You gotta make that lemonade
You won't go knocking on every door
'Cause your pride is gonna kill you
Handouts gonna dig you down deeper in doubt
That you're worthy of a paycheck
Oh, And you haven't even tried yet
Oh, you've got nothing to lose
You gotta sell that lemonade
La la la la la la Lemonade
La la la la la la Lemonade
La la la la la la Lemonade
La la la la la la Lemonade
She's breaking another one over her knee
There's an army on the brink now
Boots shaking, you're fearing another defeat
And you're pining for your paid debt
Oh, Yeah, they're taking to the streets, move
Oh, You've got something to prove
You gotta drink that lemonade
La la la la la la la Lemondade
La la la la la la Lemonade
La la la la la la la Lemondade
La la la la la la Lemonade
Make make make that lemonade
Monday morning you've got seven cents to your name
La la la la la la Lemonade
By the weekend you are counting your capital gains
Make make make that lemonade
Monday morning you've got seven cents to your name
La la la la la la Lemonade
By the weekend you are counting your capital gains
Make make make that lemonade
Make make make that lemonade
Make make make that lemonade
Monday morning you've got seven cents to your name
