40 hours a week.
The average person wakes up and marches to that beat.
Trying to get paid.
The cycle goes on day after day.
It isn’t funny,
I know what that is like.
Only a few are chosen for the glamorous life.
Steel worker, stockbroker,
File clerk, McDonald’s jerk
H A R D…..that’s right life’s H A R D……I got a job.
Contentment…….is a goal that’s never reached.
Happiness……the treasure we all seek.
Money…..the fuel and power of the world.
Death…… the only product of the drugs.
H A R D……that’s right.
STEEL H A R D…..ROCK H A R D…..DIAMOND H A R D
DEATH’S H A R D…………I got the scars.
A prisoner, the inner city is my cage.
Surrounded by barriers that keeps me a slave.
Shop owners sell me what they like.
Schools only teach what they think is right.
The future grows dimmer every day.
The older I get the harder escape seems.
I’ve gotta get H A R D, that’s right!
STEEL H A R D…..ROCK H A R D…..DIAMOND H A R D
LIFE’S H A R D …..I gotta get……H A R D!!
It is the only way I’m gonna make it!!
H A R D…..I GOTTA GET
H A R D
