Cock Robin Because It Keeps On Working
I want to lay down, but I got no home
Is there a better place?
Cast into the open, with nowhere else to go
I feel right now that I could rest my bones
Or should I stay awake?
Tired of going in circles, trying to stay alive
Because it keeps on working
That don't make it right
I'll try anyting, that could somehow free me from
The ball and chain
If I can hold out, for I've nowhere else to run
Or person to blame
I may be weary
But I'm on my feet again
Whooaa
On my feet again
Whooaa
I had a love that I could call my own
But I had no choice
Who's afraid of nothing, must be clinging to
the vine (clinging to the vine)
Because it keeps on working
Don't make it right (don't make it right)
Because it keeps on working
That don't make it right (don't make it right)
Because it keeps on working
That don't make it right
I raise my head high, and make a toast to the
fallen saints
Bless their souls, yeah
It's been a long ride, we've all endured some
aches and pains
Heaven knows
Could have been easier
But misery loves me so
Whooaa
Misery loves me so
Whooaa
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Cast into the open with nowhere else to go
Tired of going in circles, trying to stay alive
Because it keeps on working
Don't make it right (oh I'm so tired)
Lots of understanding, no one gets enough
Who's afraid of nothing, must be clinging to
the vine (who's afraid of nothing)
Because it keeps on working
That don't make it right (make it right)
Because it keeps on working
That don't make it right (yah yah)
Because it keeps on working
That don't make it right (don't make it right)
Because it keeps on working
That don't make it right (make it right)
Because it keeps on working
That don't make it right (keeps on working)
Because it keeps on working
That don't make it right