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It’s a gamble At the end of every month Is it worth the candle? Always ending up back at the start Ain’t too many options ‘Cause they’ve got us all on a tight leash Can’t mask corruption With its hands round your neck in your sleep I just work myself until there’s nothing left, And all that’s left is a little bit of nothing that don’t help, But I can’t help it, I work and gotta take what I can get, So I can get by alright, and try to stay outta the red I just work myself until there’s nothing left, And all that’s left is a little bit of nothing that don’t help, But I can’t help it, I work and gotta take what I can get, So I can get by alright, and try to stay outta the red It’s bad, bad, bad, bad, bad I need to get a grip I need to get a handle on it It’s bad, bad, bad, bad, bad I need to get a grip I need to get a handle on it Sending remnants down the stream towards us, it’s shameful They can keep the scraps, we don’t care for the trickle Struggling to make my ends meet in the middle Guess it’s fall in line or pull the goddamn trigger I just work myself until there’s nothing left, And all that’s left is a little bit of nothing that don’t help, But I can’t help it, I work and gotta take what I can get, So I can get by alright, and try to stay outta the red I just work myself until there’s nothing left, And all that’s left is a little bit of nothing that don’t help, But I can’t help it, I work and gotta take what I can get, So I can get by alright, and try to stay outta the red It’s bad, bad, bad, bad, bad I need to get a grip I need to get a handle on it It’s bad, bad, bad, bad, bad I need to get a grip I need to get a handle on it