| It’s the hard-knock life for us It’s the hard-knock life for us
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| 'Steada treated, we get tricked
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| 'Steada kisses, we get kicked
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| It’s the hard-knock life
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| Got no folks to speak of, so It’s the hard-knock row we how
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| Cotton blankets 'steada of wool
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| Empty bellies 'steada of full
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| It’s the hard-knock life
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| Don’t if feel like the wind is always howlin'?
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| Don’t it seem like there’s never any light
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| Once a day, don’t you wanna throw the towel in?
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| It’s easier than puttin' up a fight
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| No one’s there when your dreams at night get creepy
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| No one cares if you grow of if you shrink
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| No one dries when your eyes get wet an' weepy
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| From all the cryin' you would think this place’s a sink
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| Oh, empty belly life, rotten smelly life
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| Full of sorrow life, no tomorrow life
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| Santa Claus we never see
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| Santa Claus, what’s that? |
| Who’s he?
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| No one cares for you a smidge
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| When you’re in an orphanage
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| It’s the hard-knock life
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| You’ll stay up till this dump shines
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| Like the top of the Chrysler Building
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| Yank the whiskers from her chin
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| Jab her with a safety pin
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| Make her drink a Mickey Finn
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| I love you, Miss Hannigan
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| Get to work
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| Strip them beds
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| Scrub that floor
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| Polish my shoes
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| And I mean start now
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| It’s the hard-knock life for us It’s the hard-knock life for us No one cares for you a smidge
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| When you’re in an orphanage
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| It’s the hard-knock life
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| It’s the hard-knock life
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| It’s the hard-knock life
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| It’s the hard-knock life |