(P. MurrayE. MonetN. bonniere)

You work so hard

And you sleep like death

You dream love and money

With every breathe

So strong, so sad, so lonely

Lost in a trance

Your eyes, so soft, so innocent

Who would doubt that you were shy

You stroke her face

But your smile is sick

You get love for money

And you fuck like a pig

How long can this keep going on

Living your lies

You shroud the rape in innocence

After all the sorrow, ho why

So, one night we'll meet

I'll be ready to take a chance, take a chance

To fight the fear to make it end

I'll take a chance

Go work so hard

Go sleep like death

You make love and money

With every breathe

You make lmove and money...

Go now, go now...