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…