Letras
We fell on harder times than we had known before
Heading for tomorrow full of fear
Unemployment rising high, the country on it's knees
Heading for desaster so it seems
We worked so hard but for no return
Money just slipping through our hands
What can we do now but carry on
Fingers to the bone
Don't believe the things you read or see upon the TV screen
Form your own conclusions, practice what you preach
Time has come to realise, economy is jeopardised
Where does that leave us now?
Crunching the numbers is all we can do
Hope there's enough left for me and you
Cross the line, the great divide
Crunching the numbers from black into red
Hope to survive not to end up dead
Can this be what is left for me?
We put our trust in those who said they wouldn't fail
Find the right investment for us all
Stocks and shares and banking institutions up for sale
Everything we worked for ends in tears
We worked so hard but for no return
Money just slipping through our hands
What can we do now but carry on
Fingers to the bone
Don't believe the things you read or see upon the TV screen
Form your own conclusions, practice what you preach
Time has come to realise, economy is jeopardised
Where does that leave us now?
Crunching the numbers is all we can do
Hope there's enough left for me and you
Cross the line, the great divide
Crunching the numbers from black into red
Hope to survive not to end up dead
Can this be what is left for me?
Crunching the numbers is all we can do
Hope there's enough left for me and you
Cross the line, the great divide
Crunching the numbers from black into red
Hope to survive not to end up dead
Can this be what is left for me?