It's gonna be another day, another long shift
Fourteen hours of work keeps my dreams away
It reminds me about the beginning of the century

The same job, the same sentences,
the same uniform, the same places
The same people, the same new people,
the same old people, the same new old
People make it all the same
And on and on and on...

At the end of this day, the same things

Some drinks a wife beaters, the same things
Some smokes spliffs, the same
Someone on the white wine

This life is killing me

Feeling sad, feeling far away
Getting mad and lots of things to make
No control just emotionless
Cause I remember the good times I used to have

It's been a hard knock life
There's a big angel and three little devils looking over my back
It's been a hard knock life

And the only thing I know
I've got problems, I've got troubles, I'm so fucked up so
All I wanna do is run away to a park and grab a seat just to cry

Than take the 25 bus at the crack of dawn to east London
Drunks and pick pockets, listening to all languages
Another wasted day not to follow my dreams
But if one day I almost get there.
Would you listen to me?
Would you allow a foreigner to share your space?
Even if I'd be good enough for you

It's been a hard knock life
(It's been a hard knock)
It's been a hard knock life
(It's been a hard knock)
There's a big angel and three little
devils looking over my back
It's been a hard knock life