A long forgotten draft, of a long forgotten song that fit the job.

This shows how much I haven't been keeping up with things! I had typed this last August and never posted it till today.

There are many, many, jobs people have, that, like a career in animal control, are thankless and seldom considered a "good" job to have. I feel Animal Control is a job, depending where you live and work of course, that can be a really great and secure job that can fly 'under the radar' of many jobs were a profession like a Firefighter or Policeman (or woman) could seldom do.
The lyrics below are from a late 1970's Alan Parson's Project album titled "Turn of a Friendly Card".
Alan Parson's albums usually have 'themes' and the theme of this album was actually about gambling.
But this short song and it's lyrics, to me anyway, represent very well what much of working for San Bernardino County Animal Control could be like, the public or the supervisors could be the "scornful thoughts that fly your way", with the "you gave the best you had to give" being how many if not most of the employees felt like 'back in the day'.

Here's the lyrics;


Nothing's good the news is bad
The heat goes on and it drives you mad,
Scornful thoughts that fly your way,
You should turn away, cause there's nothing more to say,

You've got nothing left to lose, you've got nothing left to lose,
No you've got nothing left to lose, who'd wanna be standing in your shoes

You gave the best you had to give,
You only had one life to live,
You fought so hard you were a slave,
After all you gave there was nothing left to save,

You've got nothing left to lose, you've got nothing left to lose,
No you've got nothing left to lose, who'd wanna be standing in your shoes

Nothing ventured, nothing gained,
No more lingering doubt remained,
Nothing sacred or profane, Everything to gain, cause you've got nothing left......