Unemployed - Stand High Patrol

Walking in the street, tonight in a foggy downtown

Thinking about my sorrows, I’m feeling down

I lost my job today and I am losing my mind tonight

My future is dark, and I see no light

How long am I gonna be with it?

How long am I gonna be with it?

Every day is a fight

Every day, I have to stand firm and strong

Bills pile up on the table of the living room

I don’t know what to do tonight, tonight

Every night is a nightmare

Every night, I have to stand firm and strong

How long am I gonna be with it?

How long am I gonna be with it?

I am lost in this ya urban jungle

I am lost in this ya dark night

Help me, help me whoever you are, please help me

Help me, help me.

Six o’clock on the Sunday morning

Laying in the smoky room

Six o’clock on the Sunday morning

Six o’clock on the Sunday morning

Laying in the smoky room

Six o’clock on the Sunday morning