He gives the world for a job
Cause the job's his world
The earth's his oyster
He's the pearl
Gives him something to do
Money in hand
Without a job
A man's not a man,
a man needs a job
Man on a mountain,
tearing that mountain down
A man in a forest, building another town
The world is his, wherever he goes
To do what he wants with
Cause the world owes every
man a job
What would he give for a job?
His heart and his lungs mutilate his body
Father, mutant son
Silicone and lint, asbestos and coal
The world wants life
Man wants control,
but he'd give up
life for a job.
Ivory hunter,
nuclear engineer,
Rainforest, lobber,
arms trader, financier
Makers of junk food,
acid rain, CFC s
And all those things that bring
death and disease
Made to waste, made without feed,
all those things that nobody needs,
so is a job, just a job.
He'd give the world for a job.
He's running wild, blindfolded, brainwashed, self -centred,
Turn forest to desert, turn heaven to hell
Turn home into nothing, will we live to tell
How we gave the world for a job
The whole world for a job
We gave the world for a job