The Weight of the World

Crack of dawn, every morn, whacking on the tea and then
On my feet in choking heat, back in bed, start again
Working my hands down to the bone in this town
The weight of the world is dragging me all the way down
Twenty years, big ideas and all I’ve got to show is this
A dead end life, a drunken wife, and all my friends are taking the piss
Man I’m tired, boy I’m tired, I’m a model citizen
Work until the morning then we go to bed and start again!
Working my hands down to the bone in this town
The weight of the world is dragging me all the way down
Where is the girl I was to build my home round?
The weight of the world is dragging me all the way down
It’s breaking my heart
It’s breaking my heart
It’s breaking my heart
It’s breaking my heart
It’s breaking my heart
It’s breaking my heart
It’s breaking my heart
It’s breaking my heart