| I was workin' in a factory |
| On the edge of town. |
| The company moved to Mexico. |
| They closed the factory down. |
| My next door neighbor, |
| He got a PHD. |
| Now he’s in the unemployment line |
| Standing next to me. |
| Down on the corner, |
| They are boarding up the store. |
| They call us the working class, |
| But we ain’t working, |
| we ain’t working anymore! |
| We ain’t working no more… |
| People losing their houses, |
| They got no place to go. |
| But there’s a million dollar bonus, |
| For the local CEO. |
| They’re giving all the money |
| To the brokers and the banks |
| I asked them for just a little bit. |
| They said: «thanks, but no thanks» |
| This morning the boss men |
| He showed me the door. |
| They call us the working class, |
| But we ain’t working, |
| we ain’t working anymore! |
| We ain’t working no more… |
| (guitar solo) |
| They got a stimulus package |
| They say that’s what it has to be |
| Is it stimulating you? |
| It sure ain’t stimulating me. |
| They are handing out money |
| More every day. |
| I’m still waiting for my cut. |
| But nothing ever comes my way |
| Lately I’ve been wondering. |
| What I was working for. |
| They call us the working class, |
| But we ain’t working, |
| we ain’t working anymore! |
| We ain’t working no more… |
| We ain’t working no more |
| We ain’t working no more |