Tekster: Steve Forde. Guns and Guitars. Longer Chain.

I don?t catch many green lights
Hell, I hardly ever catch a break myself
I?m that guy in that long line
Living by the clock on the bosses wall

I ain?t scare getting my hands dirty pulling my own weight
But come Saturday

I let my pay cheque kinda reflect
The aching in my back and the busting my tail takes
I wouldn?t mind a little less overtime
I know life ain?t no cake all served up a silver plate
No I ain?t asking for everything
Just a lot of ball and a longer chain

Now listen, I don?t roll up to red lights
Wondering what the guy in the big car makes
And I don?t wanna climb his ladder
I?d rather just go on home at the end of the day
Pay my bills and have a little left over spend it on my baby
But come Saturday

I let my pay cheque kinda reflect
The aching in my back and the busting my tail takes
I wouldn?t mind a little less overtime
I know life ain?t no cake all served up a silver plate
No I ain?t asking for everything
Just a lot of ball and a longer chain

(Bridge)

I let my pay cheque kinda reflect
The aching in my back and the busting my tail takes
I wouldn?t mind a little less overtime
I know life ain?t no cake all served up a silver plate
No I ain?t asking for everything
Just a lot of ball and a longer chain