You got to do a lot, if you want to be on top of the heap
You got to learn to stop, if you know you're a flop on your feet
Knowing you're going nowhere, knowing you're blowing hot air
On top of the heap.
You take a lot of shots, tied up in knots everyday
The rules of the road have foretold who's going to pay.
So you better play your part, if you want to be on top of the heap
Forget about your heart; just be a shark on the street
Knowing you're going nowhere, knowing you're blowing hot air
On top of the heap.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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