Juggler

A sly one you've become but I caught you on the run

There's no good time to square up but you're weighing down my teacup

It's not much but it don't leak drying up now as we speak

So don't forget now who butter's your bread cause I'm not sweating just to feather your bed

Your friends cry from the field for holding back their share of the yield

A fair day's work for a fair day's pay somehow you just don't see it that way

Roll on with your bank of tomorrow that makes us nothing more than interest - free loans

Man for someone else save your sorrow hand over my dough I got kids at home

Say so now's the chance to alter my circumstance

Your hand isn't quicker than my eye nothing past me gets by