those damned blue-collar T week而是

Ive seen them out at
SocoTheyre pounding sixteen penny nails
The truckers on the interstate
Have been known to ride the rails
The sweat is beating on the brow
Cant keep these fellas down
Cause those damned blue-collared tweekers
Are runnin this here town
I knew a man who hung drywall
He hung it mighty quick
A trip or two to the blue room
Would help him do the trick
His foreman would pat him on the back
Whenever he would come around
Cause these dammed blue-collar tweekers
Are beloved in this here town
Now the union boys are there
To protect us from all the corporate type
While curious
Georges drug patrol
Is out here hunting snipe
Now they try to tell me different
But you know
I aint no clown
Cause those damned blue-collar tweekers
Are the backbone of this town
Now the flame that burns twice as bright
Burns only half as long
My eyes are growing weary
As I finalize this song
So sit back and have a cup o joe
And watch the wheels go round
Cause those damned blue-collar tweekers
Have always run this town