will they ever stop drivin' me?
have they ever taken time to see
that i need some rest
if i'm to do my best?
can i please stop workin' so hard?
they just tell me gotta close it hard.
got to think of my health.
can i be by myself?
oh, they tell me i'll be home someday.
well i doubt it if i continue this way,
`cause this hard life i've led
is makin' me dead. |