Work 歌詞

It's a struggle to proceed Just can't find the time I need I'm too busy for the sun It's been and gone before I'm done It's changed from all past summers seen No time for beer on the village green We'd love to do what once we've done But we've got more time for work and less for fun Now you've got to work work work Till your hands turn to leather There was a time when you were young as high as a feather Now you work work work It's tough all year round But it's a bummer in the summer when the party's going down Dusty men walk dusty roads From door to door they carry their loads They make the deal with sweaty hands They know they're slaves to supply and demand The teacher grasps for more knowledge from the shelf She barely has a second though for her self A mother worked her fingers to the bone She also had no time for own Now you've got to work work work Till your hands turn to leather There was a time when you were young as high as a feather Now you work work work It's tough all year round But it's a bummer in the summer when the party's going down Somewhere there's a party going down Somewhere there's a party going down Somewhere there's a party going down Somewhere there's a party going down Outro...