A714 lyrics

Wait I love you Wait Work For me And I remember the number of the train A714 Look at me little child I wanna see you cry Look at me your own slave A714 Grow old and stay poor Maybe death has something nice for you Keep dreaming and getting bored Your dream will not come tomorrow My feet hurts standing here up Waiting to come in my work My feet hurts standing here up To see my own sons And again I'm still here tomorrow