Working Week - Sweet Nothing lyrics

There ain't no such thing As a free lunch my friend, You've always got to pay, When they stand there In your way. And there ain't no such thing As a rich man's charity, You've got to understand, When he gives That helping hand, That there ain't no such thing As a cut price ambition. It's sweet nothing, You're left with Nothing at all. There's no easy road To a new life my friend, Sometimes you face the pain, Pick yourself up, start again. But the love that you find In the darkness of the night, You can take it in your arms, Feel it in your heart. If you hold it and trust it, It'll cost you the price of Sweet nothing. Sweet nothing. You're left with nothing Gotta find a friend, With you to the end, More than just a trend, That won't leave you On the shelf. Gotta realise, What you've got inside, Better than a lie, Help you have faith In yourself. Living on the line, Gotta grab the time, Now that you will find, It's more than Fame and wealth. And hoping and loving Can cost you the price of Sweet nothing. Boy, have faith in yourself, Boy, believe in yourself, Don't let them take Your freedom, It's with you till the end. Believe in yourself.