Earning a Living

Those little brown envelopes
They hand me once a week
Oh how I love’em
Those little brown envelopes
With my name written on’em

Those little brown envelopes
They mean so much to me,
Oh yeah, how I love'em
With lots of tidy green-backs
Tucked up neat inside them

Oh yes, I’m a working man
A cool dude with pay packets
Hell, I’m a man
Who’s earning a living.

For all the hours of toil
For the blood,
The sweat and the tears
Hard labour brings, for once
Something worthwhile
At the end of every week

Yeah, oh yeah!
Hell, I’m a working man
A cool dude with pay packets
Hell, I’m a man
Who’s earning a living.

Those little brown envelopes
I’ll stuff them in a drawer
Or hide them under the bed
When I find one I’ve forgotten
Hey, that’s a nice surprise to get

Yeah, oh yeah!
Hell, I’m a man
Who’s working for a living
A cool dude with pay packets
Hell, I’m a man
Who’s earning a living.

That’s why they call me
Johnny, Yeah, Johnny
That’s what they call me
Johnny, yeah Johnny
The man with a bit of cash

Spoken….
When I’ve earnt enough, well then I just might go out and buy me a big, flash Cadillac!