Hard Times - Little Caesar

Monday, Monday mornin'

And I’m shakin' off the beer

Workin' got me jerkin'

Pissed away another year

And they’re takin', what I’m makin'

Tryin' to keep myself alive

I’m a loser, I’m a bruiser

I’m spent at twenty-five

Hard Times

Tryin' to earn a livin'

Hard Times

How long can they last

Hard Times

Blood is what I’m givin'

But all they want is cash

Well they pay me by the hour

But it’s gone in just a flash

Think they own me

Can’t control me

For no small amount of cash

I am tension, I am wrenchin'

I am part of a machine

When I check out, there’ll be no doubt

I’m the worst they’ve ever seen

Hard Times

Tryin' to earn a livin'

Hard Times

How long can they last

Hard Times

Blood is what I’m givin'

But all they want is cash

Hard Times

Tryin' to, tryin' to, tryin' to, tryin' to

Hard Times

How long, how long, how long, how long, how long

Hard Times

Blood is what I’m givin'

But all they want is cash

The almighty dollar

All they want is cash

All they want is cash

All they want is cash

Hey there brother can you spare a dime