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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 day (you work and you work and you work and) |
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in life, there's just one transition |
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all day (you work and you work and you work and) |
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in life, there's just one decision |
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well i'm peeling the blisters off my 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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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 day (you work and you work and you work and) |
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in life, there's just one transition |
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all day (you work and you work and you work and) |
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in life, there's just one decision |
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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 heaven sent? |
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all day (you work and you work and you work and) |
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in life, there's just one transition |
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all day (you work and you work and you work and) |
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in life, there's just one decision |
