The Worker of Love
I'm a worker
I'm a worker of love
Love's a labor
But it's a two person job
I was a fireman
But I couldn't tame the fire
Then I was a police man
But I couldn't chase you down any longer
I've been working too hard babe
And I'm tired
My hands can't dig any deeper
My feet can't climb any higher
And I can't take on my back
The weight of our failures
On my own
Shall somebody
Shall somebody help me out here?
Don't you call me
Don't you call me no more
You're not the boss of me now
You know who I'm working for
Yeah I'm working for love babe
And ours is through
We've been building up towers
Down this avenue
And now the screws are lose
And the insurance won't cover you
I've been working for love
But you've been working too
You've been screwing up
But I am to blame too
But what difference does it make now
That I was fired from our crew
Now you're fired
Babe you're fired too
I'm sick of working babe
I retire
I walk away from your firm
But I'm available for hire
And now that the company goes down
We should stand proud
And hold our tears
Cause we were workers of love babe
And ours was true
So many people work for nothing
Or for a room with a view
And we've been slaving away
To dream in something
In something new
Now the dream is
Now the dream is over
I'm a worker of love
Love's a labor
But it's a two person job
I was a fireman
But I couldn't tame the fire
Then I was a police man
But I couldn't chase you down any longer
I've been working too hard babe
And I'm tired
My hands can't dig any deeper
My feet can't climb any higher
And I can't take on my back
The weight of our failures
On my own
Shall somebody
Shall somebody help me out here?
Don't you call me
Don't you call me no more
You're not the boss of me now
You know who I'm working for
Yeah I'm working for love babe
And ours is through
We've been building up towers
Down this avenue
And now the screws are lose
And the insurance won't cover you
I've been working for love
But you've been working too
You've been screwing up
But I am to blame too
But what difference does it make now
That I was fired from our crew
Now you're fired
Babe you're fired too
I'm sick of working babe
I retire
I walk away from your firm
But I'm available for hire
And now that the company goes down
We should stand proud
And hold our tears
Cause we were workers of love babe
And ours was true
So many people work for nothing
Or for a room with a view
And we've been slaving away
To dream in something
In something new
Now the dream is
Now the dream is over
Credits
Writer(s): Ryder The Eagle
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