Текст (слова) песни: Jethro Tull - Working John, Working Joe
When I was a young man (as all good tales begin) I was taught to hold out my hand And for my pay I worked an honest day and took what pittance I could win Now I`m a working John and I`m a working Joe and I`m doing what I know for God and the Economy Big brother watches over me And the state protects and feeds me And my conscience never leaves me And I`m loyal to the unions who protect me at all levels
And as I grew, the winds of fortune blew and the bank smiled down upon me And mortgaged to the hilt I threw the breeze of caution behind me Now I`m a working John and I`m a working Joe and I`m good at what I know And God and the Economy have blessed me with equality Now I`m equal to the best of you And better than the rest of you who would criticise my success in times of national unrest
Now I own my horseless carriage in its central-heated garage And I commute eighty miles a day --- up at seven to make it pay I direct ten limited companies with seeming consummate expertise two ulcers and a heart disease a trembling feeling in both knees --- I`m a working John and I`m a working Joe
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