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The Doobie Brothers

World Gone Crazy

Working real hard in the heart of the city

Noon day sun feeling hot and sweaty

Trying to make my pay, trying to make my monthly rent

Working real hard for the US dollar

Living real poor gonna make me holler

I don't wanna live in the street like some folks do.

I was raised up on the corner

In front of a grocery store

Shining shoes with the Daily News

For two pence on the floor

Given a chance I'd go back to the days of a simpler time

Cause this old world's gone crazy

And I'm about to lose my mind

Working real hard in the heart of the city

Noon day sun feeling hot and sweaty

Trying to make my pay, trying to make my monthly rent

Working real hard for the US dollar

Living real poor gonna make me holler

I don't wanna live in the street like some folks do.

My brother drives delivery right down on Dolphin Street

Has a little house by the railroad track

Kinda small but it was neat

The police came and got him for robbing a liquor store

And even though he didn't do it

They got what they came for

Working real hard in the heart of the city

Noon day sun feeling hot and sweaty

Trying to make my pay, trying to make my monthly rent

Working real hard for the US dollar

Living real poor gonna make me holler

I don't wanna live in the street like some folks do.

It's a poor man but life is bitter sweet

Doesn't wanna lose that good thing that he's got

But the same old government that pays you every week

Will come and take your home away and put you in the street

Working real hard in the heart of the city

Noon day sun feeling hot and sweaty

Trying to make my pay, trying to make my monthly rent

Working real hard for the US dollar

Living real poor gonna make me holler

I don't wanna live in the street like some folks do.