The Celebrated Working Man Lyrics

I live on the 16th floor
You'll read my book long before it's written
It's written in the epitaphs of my forefathers

Celebrated Working man I am
Celebrated Working man I am
Celebrated Working man I am
Ceberated working man... Yes, I am.

I ride on the 603 for nothing and
I hear the station master call my train
I ride the 603 to nowhere

I ride on the 603 for nothing and
I hear the station master call my train
I ride the 603 to nowhere


Celebrated Working man I am
Celebrated Working man I am
Celebrated Working man I am
Ceberated working man... Yes, I am.

No way out for the edges of a square
Never was that good in school
Never had put down his tools
Never was that good to you

But, tell me, what else is there I can do?
What else is there I can do?
What else is there I can do?
What else is there I can do?

Celebrated Working man... I am
The Celebrated Working Man
Celebrated Working man... I am
The Celebrated Working Man
Celebrated Working man... I am
The Celebrated Working Man