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Paroles de la chanson Working Man's Town par Kid Kapichi
My old stomping ground
It’s kinda funny
You gotta break your back to make a little money, on your own
Do this
Shut up
Pipe down
The works hard in a working man’s town
We got a problem here
They find it funny
Coz most of us have never heard of milk and honey
Prices go up, wages go down
That’s how it works in a working man’s town
It’s kinda funny
You gotta break your back to make a little money, on your own
Do this
Shut up
Pipe down
The works hard in a working man’s town
We got a problem here
They find it funny
Coz most of us have never heard of milk and honey
Prices go up, wages go down
That’s how it works in a working man’s town
I said the works hard in a working man’s town
You work your fingers to the bone but it’s never enough
You count your pennies in a jar when the going gets tough
All work, and no play, makes Jack an angry boy, and they kick you when you’re down
In a working man’s town
She sells seashells by the seashore until they took her fucking house and now she don’t no more
Bed sit, kicked out, two up, two down
That’s how it works in a working mans town
You got another job
To make ends meet, but in a month you could be living on the street
You work your fingers to the bone but it’s never enough
You count your pennies in a jar when the going gets tough
All work, and no play, makes Jack an angry boy, and they kick you when you’re down
In a working man’s town
She sells seashells by the seashore until they took her fucking house and now she don’t no more
Bed sit, kicked out, two up, two down
That’s how it works in a working mans town
You got another job
To make ends meet, but in a month you could be living on the street
Sinking in debt, and you might drown, that’s how it works in a working man’s town
I said the works hard in a working man’s town
You work your fingers to the bone but it’s never enough
You count your pennies in a jar when the going gets tough
All work, and no play, makes Jack an angry boy, and they kick you when you’re down
In a working man’s town
What’s our destination
When we don’t call the shots
They put up their wages
And we take all the cuts
The rowers keep on rowing
But no one knows where this ships going
I said the works hard in a working man’s town
You work your fingers to the bone but it’s never enough
You count your pennies in a jar when the going gets tough
All work, and no play, makes Jack an angry boy, and they kick you when you’re down
In a working man’s town
What’s our destination
When we don’t call the shots
They put up their wages
And we take all the cuts
The rowers keep on rowing
But no one knows where this ships going
You work your fingers to the bone but it’s never enough
You count your pennies in a jar when the going gets tough
All work, and no play, makes Jack an angry boy, and they kick you when you’re down
In a working man’s town
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