Sweet Nothing - Working Week

There ain’t no such thing

As a free lunch my friend,

You’ve always got to pay,

When they stand there

In your way.

And there ain’t no such thing

As a rich man’s charity,

You’ve got to understand,

When he gives

That helping hand,

That there ain’t no such thing

As a cut price ambition.

It’s sweet nothing,

You’re left with

Nothing at all.

There’s no easy road

To a new life my friend,

Sometimes you face the pain,

Pick yourself up, start again.

But the love that you find

In the darkness of the night,

You can take it in your arms,

Feel it in your heart.

If you hold it and trust it,

It’ll cost you the price of Sweet nothing.

Sweet nothing.

You’re left with nothing

Gotta find a friend,

With you to the end,

More than just a trend,

That won’t leave you

On the shelf.

Gotta realise,

What you’ve got inside,

Better than a lie,

Help you have faith

In yourself.

Living on the line,

Gotta grab the time,

Now that you will find,

It’s more than

Fame and wealth.

And hoping and loving

Can cost you the price of Sweet nothing.

Boy, have faith in yourself,

Boy, believe in yourself,

Don’t let them take

Your freedom,

It’s with you till the end.

Believe in yourself.