(Tommy Shaw)
Give me a job, give me security
Give me a chance to survive

I'm just a poor soul in the unemployment line
My God, I'm hardly alive
My mother and father, my wife and my friends

I see them laugh in my face
But I've got the power, and I've got the will
I'm not a charity case


I'll take those long nights, impossible odds
Keeping my eye to the keyhole

If it takes all that to be just what I am
I'm gonna be a blue collar man


Make me an offer that I can't refuse
Make me respectable, man
This is my last time in the unemployment line

So like it or not I'll take those

Long nights, impossible odds

Keeping my back to the wall
If it takes all that to be just what I am
I'm gonna be a blue collar man


Keeping my mind on a better life
When happiness is only a heartbeat away

Paradise, can it be all I heard it was
I close my eyes and maybe I'm already there