Money talks and bullshit, look.
Boots are made for walking.
I got * to do.
Not my type of dog here.
Same old, same old.
Every * day.
Sipping out of this gold.
Some black barfay.
Another day, another dollar.
That's how I drag my feet.
Blue collar, rock and roller.
Gotta make that beat.
Work to live, don't live to work.
Or somewhere in between.
It's gotta be a reason I'm up at 6.15.
No point in pitching.
A man's gotta provide.
Make a damn business.
Work ain't class pride.
Just when I felt it.
I died all the time.
Must be born alive.
Let this * grind.
Another day, another dollar.
That's how I drag my feet.
Blue collar, rock and roller.
Gotta make that beat.
Work to live, don't live to work.
Or somewhere in between.
It's gotta be a reason I'm up at 6.15.
Money talks and bullshit, watch.
Here I go again.
Gotta go the hours.
Till the weekend.
Another day, another dollar.
That's how I drag my
feet.
Blue collar, rock and roller.
Gotta make that beat.
Work to live, don't live to work.
Or somewhere in between.
It's gotta be a reason.