@migu music@

I have to go to work

It's hard to leave my guitar alone

While I'm stepping towards the door

I'm shedding a tear

Cause I have to leave the real me at home

But when I'm playing

The air gap is filling

With thunder bombs and even

The walls can't hold the ceiling

From falling down

But mama If I won't make some money today

Make some money today

I would probably die

Oh mama If I won't make some money today

Make some money today

I would die

Oh Ma Ma

Mama If I won't make some money today Make some money today

I would die

I would die

I would die

I'm waking up at down

Coming back at midnight

To a place I call my own

The fire's slowly warning out

With every day that goes by

I hope it doesn't show

But when I'm playing

There are no chains that bound me

Am I only dreaming?

But I have to break my feelings

So lost I am

Cause mama If I won't make some money today

Make some money today I would probably die

Oh mama

Oh mama

Oh MA MA

Oh Ma Ma

Oh mama If I won't make some money today Make some money today

I would die

I would die

I would die