Get Tough Songtext
von The Brandos
Get Tough Songtext
Well I live in the city
I′ve been up, down, But usually I'm drowning in the middle
I′ve seen it all, New York City
And if they got it anywhere
Then we got it over here, no kidding
And in time I've found That you can get nonchalant
About whatever comes down
With the mobsters and the mayors
Buddy-buddy, tight-tight
The same damn thing in any alley any night
The rich come first and the poor come last
The whole world sticks it to the middle class
Get tough We're out of Beirut
Now we′re going into Bosnia
We′re all over Asia and Europe
And we're down in Somalia
While back home on the Lower East Side
Everybody′s on the run
There's no place left to hide
And in time I′ve found That you can get nonchalant
About whatever comes down
There's people starving in an African nation
People living in Grand Central Station
Family′s sleeping in makeshift tents
The end of the month and once again I'm sweating rent
Get tough Do you think I'm naive
Yeah, well maybe
Well it′s a big world, I′m one guy and
I ain't gonna let it drive me crazy
Well I shout, just as loud as I can
Because I care about
Every living boy, girl, woman and man
And in time, baby, I′ve found
Get tough
I′ve been up, down, But usually I'm drowning in the middle
I′ve seen it all, New York City
And if they got it anywhere
Then we got it over here, no kidding
And in time I've found That you can get nonchalant
About whatever comes down
With the mobsters and the mayors
Buddy-buddy, tight-tight
The same damn thing in any alley any night
The rich come first and the poor come last
The whole world sticks it to the middle class
Get tough We're out of Beirut
Now we′re going into Bosnia
We′re all over Asia and Europe
And we're down in Somalia
While back home on the Lower East Side
Everybody′s on the run
There's no place left to hide
And in time I′ve found That you can get nonchalant
About whatever comes down
There's people starving in an African nation
People living in Grand Central Station
Family′s sleeping in makeshift tents
The end of the month and once again I'm sweating rent
Get tough Do you think I'm naive
Yeah, well maybe
Well it′s a big world, I′m one guy and
I ain't gonna let it drive me crazy
Well I shout, just as loud as I can
Because I care about
Every living boy, girl, woman and man
And in time, baby, I′ve found
Get tough
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