Working Man

Shake it, shake it
 And we're moving again
 Been a long [bad word] for the working man
 So shake it, shake it
 And we're moving again
 When the money is high, we can start to spend
[x2]

 Every little bit goes a little of a long way
 Life gets hard and I'm headed for the highway home, home
 Caught up in the middle of a headache and a heartbreak
 Just when I thought I was clear of the mistakes,
 No, no oh oh

 So tell me, tell me, tell me
 What am I to do
 I think that this life is darker than the view
 So help me, help me, help me
 Be a little more like you
 When everything is falling
 I'm gonna do the things you do

 Shake it, shake it
 And we're moving again
 Been a long [bad word] for the working man
 Shake it, shake it
 And we're moving again
 When the money is high, we can start to spend
[x2]
 Shake it

 Everything is serious and everything is fatal
 That's what they tell you
 And that's how they make you know, know
 I'm tired of the books and I'm tired of the tables
 Everything is made with the same old labels
 No, no oh oh

 So tell me, tell me, tell me
 What am I to do
 I think that this life is darker than the view
 So help me, help me, help me
 Be a little more like you
 When everything is falling
 I'm gonna do the things you do

 Shake it, shake it
 And we're moving again
 Been a long [bad word] for the working man
 Shake it, shake it
 And we're moving again
 When the money is high, we can start to spend
[x2]
 Shake it

 Shake it, shake it
 And we're moving again
 Been a long [bad word] for the working man
 Shake it, shake it
 And we're moving again
 When the money is high, we can start to spend
[x4]
 Shake it