Take Home Pay

Been hanging rock for twenty-odd years now
 Six days a week and I can't keep up
 My shoulder burns like a grinding gear box
 These young crews are too fast and tough
 I'm on my way down to the pawnshop
 A couple hundred is all I need
 If I have to I'll hit the blood bank
 I'm bone dry but I can always bleed
 Schemers scheme around the edges
 Dreamers dream of better days
 Everyone knows what the catch is
 It's all about the take home pay
 I got some Oxy to keep me moving
 It slowly takes some things away
 The only thing I was scared of losing
 She packed up and left today
 Well I guess she got tired of waiting
 For the man she thought I'd be
 In the end you can't really blame her
 We're all scrappin' for the do re me
 Schemers scheme around the edges . . .
 Could take a job down at The Home Depot
 It's half the pay but I'd still get by
 There's a new gal working at the scanners
 I think I caught her giving me the eye
 Or there's a guy that I know from high school
 Could set me up at the Super 8
 Selling pills to the red-eyed truckers
 Coming in off the interstate
 Schemers scheme around the edges . . .