Text & Musik: Ralph Coquette, Jürgen Rasch
Kosmopolit Music Group Verlag, Berlin

Work Work Work Work…

You start to work and feel alone
You work your fingers to the bone
You`ve lost your soul, get heavy heartbeats
Making things which no one needs.

Don`t ask – Just work
You`re a drop in the ocean
Don`t ask – Just work
You`re a tear in the sea

You work long hours ´til the night
Your boss is mean you have no rights
The pay is small you`re pinched with hunger
The air is bad, you are a lunger

Don`t ask – Just work
You`re a drop in the ocean
Don`t ask – 

     JUST WORK

Intoxicated by the TV Spots
Everybody loves … cheap Johnny
Don`t give a damn about production
That is the art of seduction

Don`t ask – Just work
You`re a drop in the ocean
Don`t ask – Just work
You`re a tear in the sea
Don`t ask – Just work
You`re a drop in the ocean

Don`t ask – 

     JUST WORK WORK WORK…