We own nothing
Its hard being a greaser this day in time, you've always got Socs, the rich kids that want to jump you they think that just because there rich they rule you. Why do the Socs get everything and we greasers get nothing? I thought
Some people get lucky
Born with a silver spoon
Other people got to work real hard
A whole life of paying dues
One man got a big old house
Fast car and swimming pool
Another man got a big old wife
Ten kids and one bathroom
If only people could see how hard us greasers have to work to be able to support ourselves, while Socs are off getting drunk were working to put food on the table. They get everything from the best cars down to the best shoes on a silver platter. We get what we can, even if the car doesn't run just right or our shoes have holes in them. We make use of what we've got.
Sometimes
We're just stuck
Behind
The velvet rope
You gotta jump up so high
Jump up jump over the rope
You gotta jump up so high
Jump up jump the rope
When my parents died both my brothers got full time jobs to help support the family, Socs never have to worry about stuff like that, they have the easy life, the kind of like where they never have to work
Some people get lucky
Take a chance to strike it rich
Other people wll they bet it all lose
Ain't life a bitch
One man's on the guest list
Arrives in a limousine
Another man got to stand on line
Outside in the pouring rain
Why does life have to be divided into classes? What's the difference between the richer families and poorer families except money? Other than that don't we have more in common that one would think? We live on the same earth, under the same sky and we even watch the same sunset, what's so different about us other than money?
We got the world on a string
Wrapped around our fingers
We got everything we need
We don't need a thing
There ain't no rope that can hold us
Nothing keeps us down
There ain't a rope that can bind us
We're gonna jump up off the ground
One day all the greasers are gonna show all those Socs what we're made of.
Sometimes
We're just stuck
Behind
The velvet rope
You gotta jump up so high
Jump up jump over the rope
You gotta jump up so high
Jump up jump the rope
So what did ya think?? Please review
Its hard being a greaser this day in time, you've always got Socs, the rich kids that want to jump you they think that just because there rich they rule you. Why do the Socs get everything and we greasers get nothing? I thought
Some people get lucky
Born with a silver spoon
Other people got to work real hard
A whole life of paying dues
One man got a big old house
Fast car and swimming pool
Another man got a big old wife
Ten kids and one bathroom
If only people could see how hard us greasers have to work to be able to support ourselves, while Socs are off getting drunk were working to put food on the table. They get everything from the best cars down to the best shoes on a silver platter. We get what we can, even if the car doesn't run just right or our shoes have holes in them. We make use of what we've got.
Sometimes
We're just stuck
Behind
The velvet rope
You gotta jump up so high
Jump up jump over the rope
You gotta jump up so high
Jump up jump the rope
When my parents died both my brothers got full time jobs to help support the family, Socs never have to worry about stuff like that, they have the easy life, the kind of like where they never have to work
Some people get lucky
Take a chance to strike it rich
Other people wll they bet it all lose
Ain't life a bitch
One man's on the guest list
Arrives in a limousine
Another man got to stand on line
Outside in the pouring rain
Why does life have to be divided into classes? What's the difference between the richer families and poorer families except money? Other than that don't we have more in common that one would think? We live on the same earth, under the same sky and we even watch the same sunset, what's so different about us other than money?
We got the world on a string
Wrapped around our fingers
We got everything we need
We don't need a thing
There ain't no rope that can hold us
Nothing keeps us down
There ain't a rope that can bind us
We're gonna jump up off the ground
One day all the greasers are gonna show all those Socs what we're made of.
Sometimes
We're just stuck
Behind
The velvet rope
You gotta jump up so high
Jump up jump over the rope
You gotta jump up so high
Jump up jump the rope
So what did ya think?? Please review