Work

Work - Leo Sayer

Five days out of seven eight hours of every one

I'm trying to buy a piece of heaven but I'll be gone

Before that heaven comes work work work

Who needs it it's all I ever seem to do

I'm killing myself for a living living the working man's blues

Minute to minute day after day

Wherever I go it's always the same

I work a little longer to make up my pay

When the cheque comes along

They've taken half of it away all the work work work

Who needs it all I ever ever seem to do

You know I'm killing myself for a living

I should be staying at home with you

City to city all over the world

Wherever I been to that's all I ever heard

You work a little longer to double up on that pay

When the tax man comes along

They take half of it away work work work

Who needs it it's all I ever seem to do

I'm killing killing killing time for a living living the working man's blues

Yeah work work work that's all it is

Killing myself for a living I driving a nail straight into my hand

I've been working my life away