The rock singer proudly shouts
“I don’t want to become a cog in the wheel”
To someone like you, tomorrow is surely unchangeable
Working men blues, keep lining up, even if you’re a small cog
Keep meshing together, you powerless ones, in this rigid era
If you don’t do it, who will? Working men blues
“Which is more important, my job or me?”
There were days when I was asked with tears in my eyes
Of course, it’s you, saying that and walking out the door
Working men blues, covered in sweat, proudly showing off dirty hands
Hold them up, and the blood will now teach the meaning of work
If there’s a replacement, bring them along. Working men blues
Words of gratitude are not needed; you are
Working for yourself, dedicating yourself to someone
Pile them up, those feelings, to create the future
Steadfast in inconspicuous places, Working men blues