Lyrics Big Country

Big Country

What Are You Working For

There was a crooked man

And he wore a crooked smile

He built a crooked highway

And it ran for miles and miles

With money from the revenue

Sponsorship from Ford

It barely holds together

With the goodwill of the Lord

In the penthouse of the baron

The little children sleep

Daddy talks to smugglers

While the armed gorillas creep

Poison for the great unwashed

Business for the mob

Another teenage murder

It’s just trouble on the job

Now I see what I must see

The poor do time the rich go free

You keep the faith and they keep score

Is this what you were working for

A newsleak in the city

Another scandal breaks

Sex and drugs in city hall

Someone’s on the make

Legal bounty hunters

Aim their lawsuits well

The victim talks to Playboy

Says I guess I’ll go to hell

Now I see what I must see

The poor do time the rich go free

You keep the faith and they keep score

Is this what you were working for

Now I see what I must see

The poor do time the rich go free

You keep the faith and they keep score

Is this what you were working for

Now I see what I must see

The poor do time the rich go free

You keep the faith and they keep score

Is this what you were working for