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Well, I'm hiding my eyes from the morning sun |
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And I keep on working till the work is all done |
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But a voice in my head keeps ticking away |
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As the sweat's hosed down from yet another day |
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Well, he works hard |
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And he lives hard |
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And he breaks his back without nothing to gain |
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While the boss man sits around and drinks champagne |
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All dayIn life, there's just one transition |
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All dayIn life, there's just one decision |
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Well, I'm peeling the blisters off a working hand |
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Is that what it takes to make you understand? |
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That it's something you read, not something you meant |
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To be slaving away without a shred of integrity |
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He worked hard |
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Oh, and he lived hard |
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And he broke his back without nothing to say |
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While the man in control was just laughing away |
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All dayIn life, there's just one transition |
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All dayIn life, there's just one decision |
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In life, there's just one transition |
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Was it something you read? |
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Was it something you meant? |
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Was it something you said? |
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Or was it |
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Heaven sent? |
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All dayAll day |
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You worked and you worked and you worked |
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In life there is just one transition |
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You worked and you worked and you worked |
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In life, there's just one decision |
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You worked and you worked and you worked |
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In life there is just one transition |
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You worked and you worked and you worked |
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In life, there's just one decision |
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You worked and you worked and you worked |
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In life there is just one transition |
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You worked and you worked and you worked |
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In life, there's just one decision... |
