Penthouse and Pavement Heaven 17

Sweat my youth away
With the rules we have to play
Speeding through your magazine
Pistol, pavement, no TV
(Talk and talk)
No time (no time)
Burnt inside, burnt inside, burnt inside

Here comes the daylight, here comes my job
Uptown in the penthouse or downtown with the mob
Here comes the night time, here comes my role
Goodbye to the pavement, hello to my soul

Now here comes my job
Credit, bleeding with the mob
Dreams become ideals
No one knows the way I feel
(Love to love)
Daytime (night time)
All my life
All my life
All my life

(Chorus x2)

Feel safe in the crowd
An no one admits they're crying aloud
My career fits like a glove
Knowing no orders can come from above
(Work and work)
Full time (part time)
Anytime at all
Anytime at all
Anytime at all