Aqura

I’m Picasso paintin’ pavement
I finish blacktop in this town
Ever since recession hit my road crew
My artwork’s nowhere to be found
They shut me down.

(chorus)

My skin is tough
My hands are rough
There ain’t a road I can’t improve
Honest work is all I’m after
My family’s been
Through thick and thin…
Lately trouble’s what we’re in
Yeah we’re flirtin’ with disaster
I need some honest work…

My pantry’s empty like my pockets
And I got three hungry mouths to feed
Only thing I draw these days is welfare
A paycheck and a stretch of road
Are all I really need…

(chorus)

I will provide
I’ll turn the tide
I will sacrifice my pride
To keep the hope alive…

(chorus)

Don’t mind the dirt
With honest work
A little honest work
Honest work
I need a little honest work