The Working Man

The working man, he ain’t got no rights
He works all day, he sleeps all night
He’s kept too tired, so he won’t fight
The working man, he works with spite
The working man, he can’t get away
He can’t rise up, out of social decay
He keeps his head down, so he’ll get his pay
The working man, yeah he works all day
Woe is me, I’m in misery
I know I can’t stop now
Let me be, forever free
I got to have it somehow
The working man oh there’s nothing he can do
He bites his tongue so he can get through
All the stress and all the pain, but that ain’t nothing new
The working man, he’s getting screwed
The working man he’s running out of time
He works so hard, just to make a dime
He can’t move up, there’s nothing he can climb
The working man, it ain’t no crime
Woe is me, I’m in misery
I know I can’t stop now
Let me be, forever free
I got to have it somehow
Don’t rise up, just to be shot back down
It’s where we belong, lying on the ground
Oh work all day, and have a few rounds
The working man, will he ever be found
Woe is me, I’m in misery
I know I can’t stop now
Let me be, forever free
I got to have it somehow