Rough TradennThey're gonna let me staynI'm not an orphan on the street no morenThey're gonna let me staynNo longer husteling the streets or in the weeklies no morennHey it can be hardnLiving under the watchful eye of the mannSurveilance everywherenWhen ya live with three kingpinsnYou're singing a song so highnnHey it can be funnLiving in a compoundnElectronica the soundnBooming everywhere amid the smell of hotrailsnAnd emptiness all the samenI want out of the rough tradennThere's gotta be a waynTo escape the rough tradenThere's gotta be a waynTo escape the rough tradennThe money's good OKnLiving life in the rough tradenThe money's good OKnLiving life in the rough tradenThe money's good OKnLiving life in the rough tradenThe money's good OKnLiving life in the rough tradennCopyright 2007