Letras
I saw the marquee coming home at 2 A.M
Pulled in the parking lot and just walked right in
You were packing up amps, you were winding up cables
I remember the bartender putting chairs up on the tables
I put out my hand and said, "Hello"
"And how's it going?" You said, "Pretty slow"
Still, you were having fun, and you knew it seemed kinda funny
But it was all for the music, it sure wasn't for the money
And it works
It works
Keep on working
Now, things change so fast, Hollywood doesn't last
Find something new, but don't forsake the past
You can play the blues, folk songs, and rock and roll
Sing in a choir, try to satisfy your soul
And it works
Yeah, it works
Keep on working
Oh, it works
Yeah, it works
Keep on working
Now, you smile and tell the crowd you're glad they came
Could be ten thousand or two hundred, it's all the same
Applause is a pillow, it doesn't know your real name
You sleep alright, and you don't sell your soul for fame
You just work
And it works
You keep on working
Yeah, it works
Yeah, it works
And you keep on working
Keep on working
For Pete's sake, keep on working
Love is understanding
You gotta keep your hand in, uh-huh
Oh yeah
When you keep on working
Yeah, it works
Keep on working