Working for the Man Songtext
von The Maisonettes

He said that love begins at home
Home is full of Frigidaire and chrome
And every night he wakes up
Wonders how to make up
For the time that he′s been busy getting old
'Cause he′s still working for the man
He's still working for the man
He loves a girl, she's in her prime
She′s everything he′ll never find
Though it's temporary
He can′t shake the memory
Of her laugh that echoes up and down his spine
And he's still working for the man
He′s still working for the man He gives it everything he can
He's in a thorn and also a ram
He′s still working for the man
He's still working for the man
He likes a glass or two of beer
It kills the pain and numbs the fear
Something off prescription
Removes the agitation for a while
But it won't ever disappear
′Cause he′s still working for the man
He's still working for the man
He′s still working for the man
He's still working for the man