Chris Hayes / Huey Lewis
Somedays won't end ever and somedays pass on by,
I'll be working here forever, at least until I die.
Dammed if you do, dammed if you don't
I'm supposed to get a raise week, you know damn well I won't.
Workin' for a livin' (workin')
Workin' for a livin' (workin')
Workin' for a livin', livin' and workin'
I'm taking what they giving 'cause I'm working for a livin'.
Hey I'm not complaining 'cause I really need the work
Hitting up my buddy's got me feeling like a jerk
Hundred dollar car note, two hundred rent.
I get a check on Friday, but it's all ready spent.
Workin' for a livin' (workin')
Workin' for a livin' (workin')
Workin' for a livin', livin' and workin'
I'm taking what they giving 'cause I'm working for a livin'.
Ooh, Workin' for a livin'
Ooh, taking what they giving
Ooh, Workin' for a livin'
Ooh, ooh
Bus boy, bartender, ladies of the night
Grease monkey, ex-junky, winner of the fight
Walking on the streets its really all the same
selling souls, rock n' roll, any other day
Workin' for a livin' (workin')
Workin' for a livin' (workin')
Workin' for a livin', livin' and workin'
I'm taking what they giving 'cause I'm working for a livin'.
Workin' for a livin', livin' and workin'
I'm taking what they giving 'cause I'm working for a livin'.
Workin' for a livin', livin' and workin'Pointed speech just flows right through my head
Leaving me with wounds from what you said
There is one thing that I can plainly see
A hundred faces making fun of me
(chorus)
Leave me alone
Can't you hear me
Leave me to my only piece of ground
You've beaten me till I can't make a sound
The things I want just will not come around
Some you talk to just will stop and stare
Picking up the pieces here and there
Mixed into the ground around my feet
Looking for what's there to let me speak
Leave me alone
Can't you hear me
Leave me to my only piece of ground
You've beaten me till I can't make a sound
The Things I want just will not come around
(Instumental Break)
Leave me alone
Can't you hear me
Leave me to my only piece of ground
You've beaten me till I can't make a sound
The Things I want just will not come around