Big Country - What Are You Working For Lyrics
There was a crooked man and he wore a crooked smileHe built a crooked highway and it ran for miles and milesWith money from the revenue and sponsorship from FordBut it barely holds together with the goodwill of the LordIn the penthouse of the baron, the little children sleepDaddy talks to smugglers while armed gorillas creepPoison for the great unwashed, business for the mobAnother teenage murder, is just trouble on the jobNow I see what I must seeThe poor do time the rich go freeYou keep the faith and they keep scoreIs this what you are working forA newsleak in the city, another scandal breaksSex and drugs in city hall, someone on the makeLegal bounty hunters aim their lawsuits wellThe victim talks to Playboy says I guess I'll go to hell