I'm a Working Class Man - Phil Carmen

As soon as you're born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all 'Til the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be They hurt you at home and they hit you at school They hate if you're clever and despise a fool 'Til you're so f- crazy you can't follow their rules A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be When they've tortured and scared you for 20-odd years Then they expect you to pick a career When you can't really function, you're so full of fear A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV And you think you're so clever and classless and free But you're still f- peasants as far as I can see A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be There's room at the top, they are telling you still But first you must learn how to smile as you kill If you want to be like all the folks on the hill A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero, well, just follow me If you want to be a hero, well, just follow me

As soon as you're born, they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all 'Til the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be They hurt you at home and they hit you at school They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool 'Til you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be When they've tortured and scared you for 20 odd years Then they expect you to pick a career When you can't really function, you're so full of fear A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV And you think you're so clever and classless and free But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be There's room at the top they are telling you still But first you must learn how to smile as you kill If you want to be like the folks on the hill A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero, well, just follow me If you want to be a hero, well, just follow me

For years I've been bustin' my rear To make a livin' but it ain't made For years I've been tryin' to pay off my bills But they ain't paid. I owe every dime I make, every sould I know The higher up I reach the further down I go And this old broken back of mine is all I've got to show, and anyway A working man can't get nowhere today. Lord, a working man can't get nowhere today A working man ain't got no time to play Today I work my fanny off and leave it lay A working man can't get nowhere today. --- Instrumental --- I pay my income tax and the government gives back What I got coming, Lord, but it ain't much I paid my child support 'cause I'm a law abiing sort And easy touch, yet I starve myself to death. Tryin' to keep my family fed, I keep my budget tight Tryin' to keep myself ahead but I'd still be dee in debt The day that I fall dead, that's why I say Lord, a working man can't get nowhere today. Well a working man can't get nowhere today A working man ain't got no time to play Tonight I work my fanny off and leave it lay A working man can't get nowhere today. A working man can't get nowhere today...

Resta con me, come fossimo sospesi In quest'ultimo respiro prima di cambiare il corso delle cose Resta con me anche senza dire niente Anche senza dire quello che vorrei sentirti dire ancora Come vorrei che questa luce illuminasse i miei tormenti e le maree Come vorrei che queste foto appese mi parlassero di te Amarti non è certo una follia Senti come è cambiato il vento Senti questo momento, è per noi Rimango senza fiato, legato a questo prato di stelle Senti come sono vicino pur essendo lontano da te La notte ci sorride, la luna è sempre quella Se le guardi da quaggiù Anche se qui manchi tu Resta con me, osserviamoci in silenzio Non lasciamo spazio a tutti quei fantasmi, respiriamo ancora Come vorrei che questa luce illuminasse i miei tormenti e le maree Come vorrei che queste mani nude mi sfiorassero per sempre, inerme Amore, amore mio, resta con me Senti come è cambiato il vento Senti questo momento è per noi Rimango senza fiato, legato a questo prato di stelle Fermo senza dire niente, adesso Senti come sono vicino pur essendo lontano da te La notte ci sorride, la luna è sempre quella se le guardi da quaggiù Anche se qui manchi Anche se qui manchi Anche se qui manchi