Work歌词

Writers: Leo
Sayer, Tom
Snow & John
Vastano five days out of seven eight hours of every one
I'm tryin' to buy a piece of heaven but
I'll be gone before that heaven comes work, work, work who nees it? it's all
I ever seem to do
I'm killin' myself for a livin' livin' the workin' man's blues minute to minute day after day wherever
I go it's always the same
I work a little longer to make up my pay but when the cheque comes along they've taken half of it away all the work, work, work who nees it? all
I ever seem to do you know
I'm killin' myself for a livin'
I should be stayin' at home with you city to city all over the world wherever
I been to -- that's all
I ever heard you work a little longer to double up on that pay when the taxman comes along they take half of it away work, work, work who nees it? it's all
I ever seem to do
I'm killin', killin' time for a livin' livin' the workin' man's blues yeah, it's all work! work! work! work! that's all it is killin' myself for a livin' like drivin' a nail straight into my hand
I've been workin' my life away