Songs About / On: WORK

I can't wait to get home to you
I got so much work to do, work
I'm taking care of business baby can't you see
I goota make it for you, and I gotta make it for me
Sometimes it may seem boy I'm neglecting you read more »

Artist - aaliyah
Song - rock da boat
Album - aaliyah
Typed by - azim29@aol.com

Chorus:
Boy you know you make me float
Boy you really get me high
I feel like I’m on dope
Cause you
You serve me on a regular
Boy we need to tie this rope
Before we drift any deeper
There now hold me close
Boy let’s take this overboard now read more »

Life is full of problems
And here's the remedy
Denial works for me (denial works for me)
There's a freight train coming
Loaded with anxiety
You're tied to the tracks - don't worry (denial works for me) read more »

A Perfect day to get out of bed
Shower, dress, shave, kiss you on the head
Then I hit the office and my head starts to swim
A perfect day to just walk around
See a violent movie and check the sounds read more »

Together we'll stand
Divided we'll fall
Come on now people
Let's get on the ball
And work together read more »

(eric carmen)

Seems everyday
I’m gettin’ harder pressed
To find a reason to shave
Watchin’ the hours
Just slippin’ away
No motivation to get out of bed
And carry on the charade
Caught in a dream that’s goin’ astray read more »

five days out of seveneight hours of every oneI'm tryin' to buy a piece of heavenbut I'll be gonebefore that heaven comes
work, work, workwho nees it?it's all I ever seem to doI'm killin' myself for a livin'livin' the workin' man's blues
minute to minuteday after daywherever I go it's always the sameI work a little longerto make up my paybut when the cheque comes alongthey've taken half of it away
all the work, work, workwho nees it?all I ever seem to doyou know I'm killin' myself for a livi read more »

I see flames jumping high
"Burn, baby, burn" is my cry
Will work for gasoline
Addiction to kerosene
I fight for fire, baby, burn read more »

I ain’t gonna work on maggie’s farm no more.
No, I ain’t gonna work on maggie’s farm no more
Well, I wake up in the morning
Fold my hands and pray for rain.
I got a head full of ideas
That are drivin’ me insane
It’s a shame
The way she makes me
Scrub the floor
I ain’t gonna work on, nah
I ain’t gonna work on maggie’s farm no more.
I ain’t gonna work for maggie’s brother no more
Nah, I ain’t gonna work for maggie’s brother no more
Well, he hands you a nickel
And he hands you a dime read more »

Been feeling this way
For ten thousand years
Pawned and put in papers
Creating all I fear
To keep read more »