Jon English Chained To The Middle Lyrics

Chained To The Middle Lyrics

Oh yeah!



Workin' man with his life in his hands wants a better deal
for the kids

And the big boss boys sold their Rolls Royce toys since
mi-ining's hit the skids

Well I keep singin' songs, just wonderin' whats
gone wrong

With the price of strings and picks and things, I'll be
starvin' before long, yeah



And this is the way we stand today

We're chained to the middle with feet of clay-ay, yeah

That's the
way-ay we're gonna stay

That's the way-ay we're gonna stay



Well, the union card in the exercise yard says red's the colour now

And the Liberal band say we'll save the land but still haven't worked out
how

And the wife keeps bein' rude, protesting at the price of food

And the price of jeans is beyond my means, pretty soon I'll sit around in
the nude



This is the way we stand today

We're chained to the
middle with feet of clay-ay

And that's the way-ay, we're gonna stay

That's the way-ay, we're gonna stay-ay



Hey there mister can you
lend me a dollar, I ain't had nothin' to eat all day-ay

Hey there lady can
I share your umbrella, got nothin' on my feet anyway

Every now and then I
save up my money, nough for a good hot bath

And once in a while I'll sit
back and remember what it was like to laugh

To laugh, ooh-ooh



Ahh-ahh..., you know, you know-ow-ow-ow-ow



Come on down to
Sydney town and dance the night away

Laugh and sing, do-oo anything, come
and blow your next month's pay

For life is hard my friend and they'll get
ya in the end

With ya strainin' backs and income tax, they won't have a
penny to spend



This is the way we stand today

We're chained
to the middle with feet of clay

That's the way-ay w