Living In The Past 1972
Will they ever stop drivin' me? Have they ever taken time to see That I need some rest if I'm to do my best? Can I please stop workin' so hard? They just tell me gotta close it hard. Got to think of my health. Can I be by myself? Oh, they tell me I'll be home someday. Well I doubt it if I continue this way, `cause this hard life I've led is makin' me dead.