We paint this town in shades of gray
And the walls look high 'til you step away
Ain't it
funny how you can look around
And never see the truth 'til it knocks you down
Never see
the light 'til your - Tradin' Down
Work hard labor for your daily bread
While the golden
dream spins around your head
Time gets money. money buys you time
For the foolish things
that you left behind
Workin', workin' overtime
And Tradin' Down
It's gonna be
alright, he said
It's gonna be alright
There's nothing that's here for us
That we
won't mind missin'
Never see the light 'til your - Tradin' Down
There's no
future for the workin' man
See him growin' old in the promised land
Nothin' to show for
the wasted years
But a heart full of hollow and a taste of tears
Pushin' Monday to the
wall and
Tradin Down...
Tradin Down
Tradin Down
From the album
"Gravity's Rainbow"
Written by: N. Giraldo & M. Grombacher
