H.T.F.

When you fall on hard times
The hard times fall on you
You may not give a fuck
About me so I give two

Pull yourself up by the bootstraps
You say that's what I oughta do
It's kinda hard to pull anything
When you got holes in your shoes

Nobody offers you a handout
But would you take it if they did
There's a fine line, between your pride
And living in the red

So you go to the factory
And sign on the dotted line
Just give up your hopes and dreams
And you'll fit in just fine

You look down your nose at me
From your ivory tower
It must be nice to feel secure
Wielding all that power

I'd like to see you push a broom
I'd pay to see your hands bleed
Never worked a day in your life
Never experiencing basic human needs
HARD TIMES FALL



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Writer(s): Tong Po
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