© Steve Gascoyne

Down and out, ain’t got no job
There ain’t no work around here
My mind is mixed up, going mad
I just don’t know what to do

Chorus:
Do, do, what do I do?
I don’t know, let’s look at you
You give me some advice, but that’s no good
Because – it don’t help me, it don’t help me none
It don’t help me, it don’t help me none

Verse 2:
Went for a job the other day
There was no work, anyway
People seem to think I’m fooling around
Ain’t nothing to be found
Do you know what it’s like to be out of work?
Do ya?

Down and out, ain’t got no job
Just no work around here
My mind is mixed up, going mad
I just don’t know what to do

Chorus

Repeat verse 2