Working With My Hands Songtext
von Brainpool

I wonder if I ever can be an ordinary man
Maybe an electrician, a shoemaker or a clerk
My burning creativity is gonna be the death of me
I′d really rather be a salesman, a carpenter or a thief


Oh, what a drag to be overpaid and educated
I wish I was working with my hands
Wouldn't it be such a relief
To turn off your mind and draw the blinds
I wish I was working with my hands

My burning creativity is gonna be the death of me
I′d really rather be a sailor, a bricklayer or a chef

Oh, what a drag to be overpaid and educated
I wish I was working with my hands
Wouldn't it be such a relief
To turn off your mind and draw the blinds
I wish I was working with my hands
Oh, what a drag to be overpaid and educated
I wish I was working with my hands