Piece Of The Action

(albüm: Bad Attitude - 1984)

Somewhere a red-eyed waitress glances at another movie magazine
Down on the corner there's a grocery boy stuffing boxes fulla hungry dreams
Someone's cleaning up the offices, one window burning in the dark
Somebody's crying is there any way in hell
To light a comet from a single spark

Working so hard I can't remember much about the freedom I been working for
Felt like a prisoner 'til I looked in your eyes
And saw a million wide open doors
Ya tell me put a little money away, well every dog will have his day in time
Well I been slaving like a dog and I got nothing to show ya
But a collar and a fist fulla nickels and dimes

[Chorus:]
I want a piece, a piece of the action,
give me a shot at the real thing
I want a piece of the action, a piece of the action
Gonna turn on the master, gonna cut these strings
Gonna turn on the master, gonnacut these strings

Been living just like my old man did and neither once of us could get it right
Punching in when the day begins and punching out the local boys at night
There's someone leaning on a peeling porch
And someone leaving on a silver plane
And I finally know the man I'd rather be
Girl I won't be back to getcha 'til they know my name

[Chorus]

They hand you a paycheck every week and steal a piece of your soul every day
An' I don't need no gold watch in fifty years, baby let's be golden today

[Chorus 3x]

Somewhere a red-eyed waitress glances at another movie magazine
Down on the corner there's a grocery boy stuffing boxes fulla hungry dreams