All around I hear the sound of money
But I aint got a nickel to my name
And everywhere I look I see temptation
She stands on every corner and calls my name
Now wont you tell me if you can
Cause lifes so hard to understand
Whys the rich man busy dancing
While the poor man pays the band
Oh, theyre billing me for killing me
Lord have mercy on the working man
Uncle Sams got his hands in my pockets
And he helps himself each time he needs a dime
Them politicians treat me like a mushroom
Cause they feed me bull and keep me in the blind
Now wont you tell me if you can
Cause lifes so hard to understand
Whys the rich man busy dancing
While the poor man pays the band
Oh, theyre billing me for killing me
Lord have mercy on the working man
Hey, St. Peter, look down for a minute
And see this little man about to drown
Theres quicksand all around and man Im in it
Please help me up, Lord, cause Im going down
Now wont you tell me if you can
Cause lifes so hard to understand
Whys the rich man busy dancing
While the poor man pays the band
Oh, theyre billing me for killing me
Lord have mercy on the working man
Wont you tell me if you can
Cause lifes so hard to understand
Whys the fat man busy dancing
While the thin man pays the band
Oh, theyre billing me for killing me
Hey, Lord have mercy on the working man
Please Lord have mercy on the working man
Please Lord have mercy on the working man