Big Country What Are You Working For Lyrics

What Are You Working For Lyrics

There was a crooked man and he wore a crooked smile

He built a crooked
highway and it ran for miles and miles

With money from the revenue and
sponsorship from Ford

But it barely holds together with the goodwill of
the Lord



In the penthouse of the baron, the little children
sleep

Daddy talks to smugglers while armed gorillas creep

Poison
for the great unwashed, business for the mob

Another teenage murder, it's
trouble on the job



Now I see what I must see

The poor do time
the rich go free

You keep the faith and they keep score

Is this what
you are working for



A newsleak in the city, another scandal
breaks

Sex and drugs in city hall, someone on the make

Legal bounty
hunters aim their lawsuits well

The victim talks to Playboy says I guess
I'll go to hell