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Albums:

Work Work Work (Pub, Club, Sleep) Pt.2 (The Rakes) · Rafferty's Folly [Bootleg] (Richard Thompson) · Folly (Engineers) · Sound Effects, Vol. 5: Sports, Leisure & Folly (Sound Effects Inc.) · Folly of Youth (Pere Ubu) · Face Lift (Glenn Ferris) · Work and Non Work (Broadcast) · Work This, Vol. 4: Club NRG Work Out (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Work and Non Work (Broadcast) · Work This, Vol. 3: Club NRG Work Out (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


in ya face beverage with ya baby!
Applauded the favorite, so clap on 3
They loving the mixed flavors, lift ya pink and clink!
They loving the mixed
away your distrust and your grudge 
Words without work is not enough 
And everyday you make a pull, the journey get rough 
What is this world without
us all? Then so we must repent!

Wasting precious time defacing the place
You got the world by the balls with no saving of face
A fist in the air
Thor Hlôdyn's son
Protector of mankind
Rise to meet your fate
Ragnarök awaits

Mighty Thor grips the snake
Firmly by it's tongue
Lifts his hammer
One chance to show your face. 
This one shot all you get. 

Pass by your one good thing. 
Lift your head back shoot and chase. 

Never hear you
your face
Being alive is no disgrace
You can make it a better place
By havin' yourself a good mornin'

Well the sun is up, let's lift a cup
And do
work to be done.
So they gave me a tin hat, and they gave me a gun, and they marched me away to the war.

And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
slow dance 
Is worth a chance
Then that old blue magic 
Still works like a charm
As if you never even left 
These aching arms
You put a spell on me
We never met face to face
But I feel like I know you well
You have the place next to my place
I could see you by ringing the bell
But I hear you
their anals up with pickles 

With operation to give, the room an atmosphere 

Cyclops will walk, Frankenstein still standin here 

Watch the hand
Lifts me up by the hand and it leads me to say
Good things for good people you see
Good things they seem to all work out
May seem like a strange cup
a breezy, now it sound like old news
Years passin' by, but the faces in the crew
Man, they always stay the same, keep it tight, I thought you knew?
And I'm
plenty doctors with operations and lotions
Liposuction and face lifts and Noxema for old skin
You can't escape demise by taking some weight off your
a breezy, now it sound like old news
Years passin' by, but the faces in the crew
Man, they always stay the same, keep it tight, I thought you knew?
And I'm
and women will be played by boy and girl
Lets all take seats
Please quiet during the performance
Lift her pull her from the orchids

Trying to read the script
the walls off
Fuck it, tie my flag around my mouth
Blue rag on my face, blue rag in my left pocket
Pistols screamin, unleashin pure fury
Smash, snatch
fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must
the alleyway
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coonskin cap,in the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills but you only got ten

Maggie comes fleet foot
Face
fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must
fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must
If I'm not workin' or puttin' work in
I'm either wheelin' and dealin'
Or probably jerkin my (censored)
Yep listenin' to nothin', takin' no
dealt you a very odd hand
A hand of six jokers card, this is very rare
And suggest something neusant is approaching
You should be visited by a dark circus
fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must
it while the getting's good and just jump on it
Minute by minute, yo, hour by hour
Kid 'n Play got soul power
We're gittin funky

We're not profilin,
the thirteenth knot (Hangman)
I arrange panoramic of a plastic catalogue
And where wild dogs sing tailor-made lullabies tried by my offspring
I'll bring