Leo Sayer - Work Lyrics
Writers: leo sayer, tom snow & john vastanoFive days out of sevenEight hours of every oneIm tryin to buy a piece of heavenBut Ill be goneBefore that heaven comesWork, work, workWho nees it?Its all I ever seem to doIm killin myself for a livinLivin the workin mans bluesMinute to minuteDay after dayWherever I go its always the sameI work a little longerTo make up my payBut when the cheque comes alongTheyve taken half of it awayAll the work, work, workWho nees it?All I ever seem to doYou know Im killin myself for a livinI should be stayin at home with youCity to cityAll over the worldWherever I been to -- thats all I ever heardYou work a little longerTo double up on that payWhen the taxman comes alongThey take half of it awayWork, work, workWho nees it?Its all I ever seem to doIm killin, killin time for a livinLivin the workin mans bluesYeah, its all work! work! work! work!Thats all it isKillin myself for a livinLike drivin a nail straight into my handIve been workin my life away
