When it rocks and riffs

Lyrics:

© gwailoah
Spend your whole damn working life Sitting in an office hole
Get to kind of feelin' that it all ain't right, and you wonder 'bout the tale you been sold
Weekend spend with the soccer boys, Seeing Jamie Vardey score them goals, then
Back to the Monday Morning Rat Race grind, selling more little pieces of your soul
Everybody working on remote control
Always on parole
When It Rocks it Rolls

Ain't Nobody like it when somebody blow the whistle, expose the undercover moles
See all the roaches running for their cover when the light shine bright in them holes
Crawling from the wreckage that the shaker wrought from the raking of the red hot coals
Everybody happy that the crooks are getting caught and then taking everything that they stole
Playing corporate games and roles
Climbing up the greasy poles
When It Rocks it Rolls

Some people say there must be something more, than spend a life on somebody's payroll
Living for a future that is better than this, maybe in Heaven one day can enroll
Praying to the Man for deliverance, from the Warden who is always on patrol
Salvation Army they be coming for you, collect the debt that everybody owes
Ring them Tibetan Singing Bowls
Save your city souls
When It Rocks it Rolls

Lyrics Copyright Brian McIntyre 2015 All Rights Reserved