Because It Keeps On Working - Cock Robin

I want to lay down, but I got no home

Is there a better place

(Cast into the open, with nowhere else to go)

I feel right now that I could rest my bones

Or should I stay awake

(Tired of going in circles, trying to stay alive)

(Because it keeps on working, that don’t make it right)

I’ll try anything that could somehow free me from

The ball and chain

If I can hold out, for I’ve nowhere else to run

Or person to blame

I may be weary, but I’m on my feet again

On my feet again

I had a love that I could call my own

But I had no choice

(Who's afraid of nothing, must be clinging to the vine)

Clinging to the vine

(Because it keeps on working, that don’t make it right)

(Because it keeps on working, that don’t make it right)

Don’t make it right

(Because it keeps on working, that don’t make it right)

I raise my head high and make a toast to the fallen saints

Bless their souls

It’s been a long ride

We’ve all endured some aches and pains

Heaven knows

Could have been easier, but misery loves me so

Yes, she loves me so

Cast into the open with nowhere else to go

Tired of going in circles, trying to stay alive

(Because it keeps on working, that don’t make it right)

I’m so tired

(Lots of understanding, but no one gets enough)

(Who's afraid of nothing, must be clinging to the vine)

Who’s afraid of nothing

(Because it keeps on working, that don’t make it right)

That don’t make it right

(Because it keeps on working, that don’t make it right)

(Because it keeps on working, that don’t make it right)

That don’t make it right

(Because it keeps on working, that don’t make it right)

It keeps on working

(Because it keeps on working, that don’t make it right)

(Because it keeps on working, that don’t make it right)

(Because it keeps on working, that don’t make it right)