They said when I was young I, had some kind of sickness. See how I have weathered. You tell me if I'm better. If my mother had her way her, son would be a preacher. You lookin' for redemption,

And all the kids now they come running It's the weekend, it's the weekend And all the parents they keep calling But there's no answer 'cause it's the weekend Working class to the bone, And I kn