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Working all your life with no reward
you start out so youthful
dreaming of sucess, and believing it
someone other than, will believe in you
you won't work long before they recognise
your wisdom, your full potential
in all ways your be the best their is
always on top of your finances.
chorus;
Youth how shallow i was
to think I could gain respect
when working on the shop floor
thinking I was worth more.

Soon it became clear to me
I wasn't going to be somebody
some one respected, to look up to.
life got tougher, around about then,
work all your life with no return
still living in rented, accomadation
with bills soaring through the roof
im turning into, a grumpy old man.

Now i look back i see openings
in which i let slip by
blinded by my own fantasy
it all got to, far away from me
i pretended it was great
but it wasn't that easy
being across the road, where you want to be
in poor mans clothes no place thats home.

Well from there to here,
i am dreaming again
nothing comes, what you expect
but now looking forward to whats next.