Those Damned Blue-Collar Tweekers

I've seen them out at Soco, they're pounding 16 penny nails

Truckers on the interstate have been known to ride the rails

Sweat is beating on the brow, can't keep these fellas down

'Cause these damned blue-collared tweekers

They're runnin' this here town

I knew a man who hung drywall, he hung it mighty quick

A trip or two to the blue room would help him do the trick

His foreman pat him on the back whenever he would come around

'Cause these dammed blue-collar tweekers

They're beloved in this here town

Now the union boys are there to protect us from all the corporate type

While curious George's drug patrol is out here hunting snipe

Now they try to tell me different, but you know I ain't no clown

'Cause these damned blue-collar tweekers

They're the backbone of this town

Now the flame that burns twice as bright, burns only half as long

My eyes are growing weary as I finalize this song

So sit back and have a cup o' joe and watch the wheels go round

'Cause these damned blue-collar tweekers

They have always run this town

They run, they run

They run

They run, they run

Yeah-yeah-yeah