Blue Collar Blues

I ain't got no money, But I work my butt off, Every single day. I work so I can have a place to stay All of the time, I work to get half of your dimes, That you drop when you go down to flop. Unlike you I never have time to watch the clock. I got a degree that I don't use, Because of the negligent leaders that you choose. Unskilled labor aids the campaign. You talk about me, But you don't care to know my name. I got skills: But I have to pay the bills. I want to be like you and cruise on a yacht. I'm building what you bought. I'm putting your house on a lot. I'm scrubbing your pots. I'm working as an indentured servant. Hoping that I get what I'm deserving, But for the time being: I'm slaving, Dancing to my homemade tunes, Complaining to colleagues, who are also on their knees praying for life To get better, Singing strongly the Blue Collar Blues. written 9-5-04 while still a college studenta