I got the call on Friday
Then I walked in the room
The man behind the desk was like a vision of doom
And all he had to say
was that the business was broke
And everything we worked for
It was all up in smoke
I sat there in shock
There was nowhere to crawl
How can workin’ so hard lead to nothin’ at all?
I felt like I’d been hit by somethin’ right in the face
The man behind the desk had been reduced to a trace
It started sinkin’ in and then I rose to my feet
But all I really felt was just a sense of deceit
The building was cold
Busted lights in the hall
How can workin’ so hard lead to nothin’ at all?
I wandered through the parking lot
My eyes turnin’ pink
I wondered how my job could just be gone in a blink
I went to make a call but then I hung up the phone
And deep inside my heart
I’d never been so alone
I’ve always felt proud
Never useless or small
How can workin’ so hard lead to nothin’ at all?
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