Lyrics

My old stomping ground, it's kinda funny You gotta break your back to make a little money on your own Do this, shut up, pipe down The works hard in a working man's town We got a problem here, they find it funny 'Cause most of us have never heard of milk and honey Prices go up, wages go down That's how it works in a working man's town I said the work's hard in a working man's town You work your fingers to the bone but it's never enough You count your pennies in a jar when the going gets tough All work and no play makes Jack an angry boy And they kick you when you're down In a working man's town She sells seashells by the seashore Until they took her fucking house and now she don't no more Bedsit, kicked out, two up, two down That's how it works in a working man's town You got another job to make ends meet But in a month you could be living on the street Sinking in debt, and you might drown That's how it works in a working man's town I said the work's hard in a working man's town You work your fingers to the bone but it's never enough You count your pennies in a jar when the going gets tough All work and no play makes Jack an angry boy And they kick you when you're down In a working man's town What's our destination When we don't call the shots? They put up their wages And we take all the cuts The rowers keep on rowing But no one knows where this ships going You work your fingers to the bone but it's never enough You count your pennies in a jar when the going gets tough All work and no play makes Jack an angry boy And they kick you when you're down In a working man's town
Writer(s): Benjamin Beetham, Jack Wilson, Eddie Lewis, George Macdonald Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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