No-More-Working-Man-Blues
Walking down the street
You’re useless here
Walking up the street
You’re not welcome anymore
Stop by and feel the
familiar smell of defeat
Half of all the streetlights are
already lost and forgotten
Walking down the street
You’re useless here
Walking up the street
You’re not welcome anymore
Empty pocket
Empty head
Empty stomach
Empty eyes …
Walking down the street
You’re useless here
Walking up the street
You’re not welcome anymore
Silence nothing but silence
And everything is suddenly
just as clear as
frozen blood at dawn!
Walking down the street
You’re useless here
Walking up the street
You’re not welcome anymore