Letra de ' Work Song ' de Speechwriters LLC

I've seen you around
You're the shadow of the man who ruled the world
You're a big name in this town
On the lips of every boy and every girl

When you're in Vegas with the clock stopped
Drunk off the body shots
And trying to get the top off a beautiful girl

You'll be rocking like a copper top
Your pocket full of top stocks
Every indication you're the king of the world

But the dawn comes calling and the chick hits the road
She's taken from your wallet what she felt she was owed
Your head keeps screaming that it doesn't feel right
'Cause you're older in the morning than you were last night

Things have started breaking down
You're no longer in control of all you see
And you can't seem to leave this town
And you can't even make the sun go down
No, you can't even make the sun go down

Another day breaks over your face like a
Cold wet hand cuffed to a new briefcase
The hot water never seems to make it to the tap
The hot coffee always seems to make it to your lap

You clock in and it's the same every day
Living in the future doesn't make it go away
You smile at the women but there's nothing you can say
When everybody's only passing you by

And you'll be sitting in the corner though you ache for the stage
Sick of taking orders from a punk half your age
Dreaming every night that you're a snake in a cage
And everybody's trying to get a look at your blood

But the clock starts buzzing and it's back to your cell
Another 10 hours in your workaday hell
You think you're gonna lose it but you never can tell
When everybody's looking at you, boy

And things have started breaking down
You're no longer in control of all you see
And you can't seem to leave this town
And you can't even make the sun go down
No, you can't even make the sun go down

Every city's got its own sad song
Every city's got its own way of speaking
But you're the one who's been here all day long
And you don't want to have to live for the weekend