Give me a job, give me security
Give me a chance to survive
I'm just a poor soul in the unemployment line
My God, I'm hardly alive
My mother and father,
My wife and my friends,
I see them laugh in my face
But I've got the power
And I've got the will,
I'm not a charity case
I'll take those
(Long nights, impossible odds)
Keeping my eye to the keyhole, if it takes
(All that to be just what I am)
Well I'm gonna be a blue collar man
Make me an offer that I can't refuse
Make me respectable, man
This is my last time in the unemployment line
So like it or not, I'll take those
(Long nights, impossible odds)
Keeping my back to the wall, if it takes
(All that to be just what I am)
Well I'm gonna be a blue collar man
Keeping my mind on a better life
Where happiness is only a heartbeat away
Paradise, can it be all I heard it was?
I close my eyes and maybe I'm already there
Bonus: Get your Tommy Shaw on with the YouTube video.
Monday, March 09, 2009
It's Styx Time, Bitches
Posted by Dave at 4:02 AM
Labels: personal biz, stream of unconsciousness, the economic situation explained
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